Hard Work
Though we didn't realize it at the time, my brother John and I entered our final season of trapping together my freshman year of college. He was a sophomore, and both of us were attending Rochester Community College. We bought a 1961 Plymouth Valiant with a push-button transmission for $50 to use as our trapping car. We both had 8 AM classes, so we would split up in the morning and run our trapline two different directions. Our fur simply went in the trunk.
We attended classes all day and then we would drive our lines in reverse resetting all of the traps in the late afternoon. We were skinning and stretching fur often until 11 PM or midnight and then starting again at 5 AM the next morning. I once had a boss who told us, "Hard work ain't easy." When you add writing papers and studying for exams to this schedule, you'll see what I mean.
Friends, don't be afraid of HARD WORK. Give your children HARD WORK. Give your 8 year old boy an axe and a pile of logs to split. Don't have a fireplace? Perfect! He will be able to sell the wood and experience the immense satisfaction of.earning his own money. Jesus was a carpenter by trade and then spent three years traveling by foot- without a regular place to stay... without possessions... HARD WORK. Labor is good for the body and good for the soul. Be blessed! -Pastor Brad
John and I ready to sell a batch of fur- red fox, grey fox, badger, raccoon, mink, muskrat and beaver.
Written on February 28, 2026
Posted in Daily Devotions