“Pete,” Mr. Weatherby called.
“Yes, sir?” Peter answered.
“Come help me mend the fence when you’re
done in the garden.”
“Yes, sir,” Peter said.
“Some children, nowadays, complain if
they have to carry a paper plate to the wastebasket after a microwaved lunch,”
noted Mrs. Willowkins. “But Peter liked
working on the farm – especially alongside his papa…”
Peter held the boards Mr. Weatherby nailed
to the posts and sang boisterously. Norman joined in on the chorus:
“To the work! To
the work! Let the hungry be fed;
To the fountain
of life let the thirsty be led;
In the CROSS and
its vict’ry our glory shall be,
While we herald
the tidings, “Salvation is free!”
“Work for Him by
His grace;
Work through Him
for His praise;
Work with Him all
the days;
And work in Him
in many ways.”
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