As Go the Farmer, So Goes This Generation of Man
- Glenn Coggeshell
- Sep 7, 2025
- 5 min read
There is a truth as old as the soil itself: as go the farmers, so goes the nation.
But today’s leaders—the empty suits of our generation—have forgotten this. Put two men before the rulers of this age. One, a farmer, with dirt under his nails, weathered skin from the sun, rich with the wisdom of hard work, sweat, and sacrifice. The other, a polished man in an empty suit, with a degree but no true labor, with smooth hands and nothing to show for his life but pride and a haircut. Who do the so-called leaders choose? Always the empty suit. And in doing so, they have condemned us.
God’s First Farmer
From the beginning, God ordained man to be a caretaker of the land:
“And the LORD God took the man, and put him into the garden of Eden to dress it and to keep it.” (Genesis 2:15, KJV)
Adam was the first farmer. His calling was not exploitation, but stewardship—to work the soil, tend creation, and guard it. Yet Satan whispered lies: “You don’t need to labor. You don’t need to care for what God has given. You need power apart from Him.”
Satan has never created a thing. He knows nothing of the heartbreak of losing livestock, the joy of bringing life into the world, or the patience required to sow and reap. The devil only knows how to steal, kill, and destroy. And today, the empty suits of our world follow in his steps.
Poison in the Food
I ask you: have things gotten better?
Our food is filled with poison—not because of the farmers, but because of the corporations and empty suits who force them out. Billionaires buy up farmland, not to feed the hungry, but to control and profit.
A farmer knows that if he destroys the land, he destroys himself. But a corporation doesn’t care. When they strip a mountain or abandon a field, they leave behind dust, erosion, and death.
A farmer sustains community. The empty suit destroys it.
History Teaches Us
Time and again, history shows the farmer is the backbone of survival.
The Dust Bowl and Great Depression nearly broke America, yet farmers endured. They replanted, rotated crops, learned conservation—and it was the recovery of the land that helped pull the nation back.
Victory Gardens of WWII turned ordinary families into farmers, and the food they grew fed both soldiers and civilians. Without those small gardens, America could not have endured the war.
In every conflict, it was the farmer’s son who went to fight abroad and then came home to plow the fields.
Strip away the farmer, and a nation starves.
Joseph: The Farmer Who Saved Nations
The Bible teaches us through Joseph that the wisdom of the farmer is not just about survival—it is about salvation.
When famine was coming to Egypt, it was not Pharaoh’s scholars or politicians who had the answer, but Joseph—a man who understood the harvest, the storehouse, and the stewardship of God’s provision.
“And let them gather all the food of those good years that come, and lay up corn under the hand of Pharaoh, and let them keep food in the cities. And that food shall be for store to the land against the seven years of famine…” (Genesis 41:35–36, KJV)
Because Joseph listened to God and respected the land, Egypt survived seven years of famine. Not only Egypt, but all surrounding nations came to buy grain, for only there was bread to be found.
Now look at us today. Supply chains break down, grocery shelves go bare, and farmland is bought up by corporations and billionaires whose only goal is control. Nations grow anxious about shortages, yet our leaders ignore the very people who could prevent disaster—the farmers.
Where is our Joseph today? Where is the man with wisdom enough to say: “Store, prepare, and preserve, for lean years are coming”? Instead of honoring the farmers, our leaders sell them out. Instead of storing grain, we destroy crops. Instead of protecting the soil, we poison it for profit.
Make no mistake—famine is once again on the horizon. Not always by drought or locusts, but by the greed of empty suits and the blindness of nations who no longer fear God.
If we lose the farmer, we will face what Egypt would have faced without Joseph: starvation, sorrow, and collapse.
Forgotten Soldiers of the Nation
The leaders of this land have turned their backs on the very ones they need most—the farmers. These men and women rise before the sun, labor harder than almost anyone, and yet barely scrape by. Every year, more are forced to sell for pennies on the dollar.
If the farmers stopped for even one day, America would collapse.
It was not empty suits who won World War I or World War II. It was the farmer’s son who fought overseas, and the farmer’s wife who plowed the fields at home. My father, a Vietnam veteran, gave his strength for this nation, and now in his final years he must still fight for the care he was promised. Farmers and veterans alike are used, discarded, and forgotten.
Scripture Honors the Farmer
The Bible continually lifts up the farmer as an image of endurance and truth:
“Be not deceived; God is not mocked: for whatsoever a man soweth, that shall he also reap.” (Galatians 6:7, KJV)
“The husbandman that laboureth must be first partaker of the fruits.” (2 Timothy 2:6, KJV)
“Behold, the husbandman waiteth for the precious fruit of the earth, and hath long patience for it…” (James 5:7, KJV)
God honors the farmer. This generation mocks them.
A Call to Remember
We are upside down as a nation. Unless our leaders begin to listen to the farmers, we are heading for ruin.
The only way to save this land is to save the farm. For without the farmer, there is no bread. Without the bread, there is no nation. And without the nation, there will be nothing left for our children but dust and sorrow.
“When thou hast eaten and art full, then thou shalt bless the LORD thy God for the good land which he hath given thee. Beware that thou forget not the LORD thy God…” (Deuteronomy 8:10-11, KJV)
America has forgotten the farmer, and in doing so, we are forgetting the Lord who gave us the land.
As go the farmers, so goes this generation of man.
👉 Advice: Pray for farmers. Support local farms. Thank the men and women whose hands still work the soil. And never despise the dirt under a man’s nails—for that dirt is the very thing keeping you alive.
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