The Trees of the Field...

I told Todd the other day that I was going to help my Dad cut a hickory tree. He responded, "I'm surprised your Dad has any trees left!" I guess I often talk about the manly art of cutting trees. There's nothing better than a day with a clear blue sky, comfortable temperature, family all around and the sweet sound of a chainsaw. Get's my eyes misty just thinking about it. As I thought of writing about it, I knew I had to find an appropriate scripture. These immediately came to mind.

Exodus 20:12 Honor your father and your mother so that you may have a long life in the land that the LORD your God is giving you.

Genesis 1:28 ... fill the earth, and subdue it.

Here we are: