Good Thursday morning, dear friend. Today I'm going to share with you a short story that is amazing, true, and one that stands out to me about my grandfather Albert Carkees Sr. Faith in the Mud My grandfather, Albert Carkees, was a man of deep faith. Born in Bethlehem, Israel, he immigrated to the United States and built a life rooted in hard work and belief. He loved watching the Evangelist Billy Graham on television whenever he had the chance. No matter the situation, he always leaned on his faith first. One day, while out in the fields with his farm tractor spreading manure, he hit trouble—his tractor sank deep into a mud hole. Stuck and alone, he headed back to the farm for help. But luck wasn’t on his side—his sons were either away at work (Jr, was picking up milk from other farms) or school, and his second eldest, Eddie, was serving in Vietnam. Standing in the field, ankle-deep in mud, my grandfather realized something—he had one more option. One that should’ve been his first. Without hesitation, he dropped to his knees in the thick mud and started praying, asking God for help in getting his tractor free. Before he could even finish his prayer, his neighbor, Howard, happened to drive by and saw him kneeling there in the field. Pulling over in his pickup truck, he called out, "Hey Albert! What on earth are you doing on your knees in the mud?" "I'm praying," my grandfather answered. "Asking God to get my tractor and spreader unstuck." Howard laughed. "Praying isn’t going to get you out of that mud hole, my friend. It’s going to take more than that, I’m afraid." My grandfather smiled, unfazed. "The hell it isn’t—you’re here, aren’t you? And I have a chain for you to hook to your truck hitch, so let’s get moving and start pulling!" Howard shook his head, but did as he was asked, and together they pulled the tractor free. Years later, when Howard had sold his farm and turned to logging, I had the privilege of working alongside him. Once he realized who my family was, he took me under his wing, teaching me everything I needed to know about logging and running equipment. One day, he brought up the story himself—the day he’d seen my grandfather stuck and praying in the mud. And in that moment, he told me something that stuck with me forever: "Ever since that day, I never picked on your grandfather or anyone else I’ve seen praying." I believe faith works in ways we don’t always expect. And whether you believe in God or not, a friend who prays for you is a true ally—someone who sees your struggles and intercedes on your behalf. So today, I just want to encourage you—prayers are answered. Sometimes, they come in the form of a friend pulling up in a pickup truck when you need them most. Have a blessed day friend. Take care and GOD bless.
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