Praise and Worship Concert on the Farm

“…yet I will rejoice in the LORD; I will take joy in the God of my salvation.”
                                                                                        ~Habakkuk 3:18

There is something powerful about lifting our voices, in praise, to the Lord during hardship and uncertain times.  It’s as if, when we choose to worship God instead of focus on all that is wrong, we join with our faith in a tangible physical expression of our trust in the Lord.  It is in these moments, that we find that God moves in both ordinary, and extraordinary ways.  One only has to look at Acts 16:25-26 to see a real example.  Paul and Silas where in prison, mistreated, beaten, and had every opportunity to sulk and chew on the injustice done to them.  Instead, with their hands and feet shackled, they lifted their voices to the Lord and praised Him.  With a mighty movement, Paul and Silas were set free and their jailer became a believer in Jesus.  There is something that happens in us, and around us, when we let our hearts praise the Lord and not our circumstances.

Today, we have a similar choice.  Covid-19 is running rampant in our society.  You only have to turn on the news to see that riots abound, discord and injustice is running wild in our community, and malcontent lurks under the surface of our society.  We can choose to stay locked in our homes and chew on our circumstances, or we can come together and lift our praise to the Lord of Heaven, to Jesus Christ and cry out to God in worship.  Here on the Farm, we are choosing to lift our praise and worship the Lord.  You’re invited too.

August 15th, from 3 PM-7 PM, we are hosting a praise and worship event.  We will be practicing social distancing, masks and hand sanitizer will be available, and we will rock the Farm for the glory of heaven.

Plus, I’ll feed everyone that shows up.  It’s the Merrywhether Farm way.  SCORE!

This is a free event but tickets are required.  Please click the link below to go to Eventbrite and reserve your space now.  Space is limited.


Let’s be in agreement and join our voices to Habakkuk and “…yet I will rejoice in the LORD; I will take joy in the God of my salvation.”

Praise and Worship Concert

An oak always begins with an acorn

There is a mighty oak in the back of my property. It stands alone in my hay field. The oak is a solitary, lone watcher of the world/ A quick search online, and some hasty math, reveals that the oak in my hay field has likely been in place since before the Civil War. Since that time, as the world battled wars innumerable, several pandemics, social unrest, and the industrial revolution, it has silently stood. It has endured epic snow storms, hurricane force winds, blistering heat, and droughts aplenty all of which have brought down lesser trees. Yet in all of this, this beautiful oak was not always an oak tree. At some point in the distant past, it began as an acorn. It is a reminder that great things do not begin great. They begin as small, insignificant things. Yet, within them, is the potential, the promise, to be a mighty oak.

The Oak in the Hay Field

This past week, Nicki Gorny and Jeremy Wadsworth from the Toledo Blade joined us on the Farm. Jeremy joined us for Church on the Farm and Nicki stopped by to say hello and to learn about what we do on the Farm. Between Church on the Farm (and the subsequent discussion of Ezra), and my conversation with Nicki, I was reminded that, just as with the Oak, God begins His work in our lives as an acorn.

King David, a man after God’s heart, began as a shepherd. His entrance into King Sauls royal court, while epic ( I dare you to call his encounter with Goliath anything but epic) still began humbly with David being but a servant. It would be 20 hard years before he ascends to the throne but God showed himself faithful and what He began as an acorn in David became an oak of righteousness. Abraham, as a wanderer in a foreign land was a seed of righteousness, he was an acorn to the promise of Israel, the line oof King David, and the coming of Jesus. What began as a small thing became a nation that led to Jesus, the hope of the world. Jesus, is our mighty oak of righteousness. When Ezra wrote of the foundations of the rebuilt temple being laid, there were those that wept at the small beginning (they wept for other reasons too, such as remorse and repentance for the sin that brought them to that point). Yet, we read that the rebuilt temple would be 60 times bigger than Solomon’s temple. As small beginning becomes a massive temple to the Lord. Our lives are no different than that of the patriarchs. God begins with small things and, through His might and holiness, and providence, makes them grow and become mighty oaks.

I said that our lives are no different. For those that have walked this earth for a while, take a moment and look at where you were and compare to today. For Victoria and I, what started as a lark to move to Michigan, became our passion and purpose. What began with inviting people over for a farm visit and sharing the Farm and it’s bounty became a ministry; to be the hands and feet of Jesus Christ. Through every step and twist and turn, God has shown himself faithful and what He began here in Ida Michigan is becoming an oak. We are not there yet, but we are seeing the shadows of what is to come. In Jeremiah, the Lord tells us that what He is doing is even now springing forth and that He has plans for us, you and me. Therefore, do not eschew your beginnings, or where you are now. For God has plans. I encourage you, open your eyes, take a look, and see where God is. If you’re having trouble seeing, reach out to us, I would love to help you see how your acorn is going to become a mighty oak of righteousness because God has a plan for you.

“…They will be called oaks of righteousness, a planting of the Lord for the display of his splendor” ~Isaiah 61:3

Nicki and Jeremy, at the Toledo Blade, wrote an amazing article with fantastic pictures. You can check out the article here. Also, the picture below, was taken by Jeremy Wadsworth at the Toledo Blade.

Photo of Church on the Farm, courtesy of Jeremy Wadsworth at the Toledo Blade.