It's getting late.
Some days farm work feels like it will never end.
The cows need more feed. There is not enough grass.
It is so hard to stay optimistic.
It's a nice night.
It is just Ella and I.
So we head up to the barn.
We walk through the field.
The field Elijah and I worked in.
The field we wrapped and stacked bales.
The memories are so vivid and real.
Dobie comes with a load of manure for the pack barn.
The rhythm of the day.
The comradery of farming neighbors. We chat for a bit.
The farmer smiles.Yes, He smiles. He tells a funny story.
I wonder how many stories have been told by farmers on this land?
Ella wants to drive the Swinger.
I say no.
The farmer says yes.
I am amazed at how well she drives.
Clearly driving lessons have been happening long before this moment.
She heads over to the barn.
Those cows still need another bale.
She helps to place the bale into the shredder.
My baby.
No longer a baby.
She loves being here.
Ana helped milk and feed calves the other day.
Ella today helps to shred the bale.
She backs the Swinger out of the barn like a pro.
Life is marching on.
I am glad we came out tonight.
I had a list a mile long, because the older kids were gone.
(Ok, I really just had a few ideas in my head)
This, by far, was the better choice.
These are happy cows, contrary to what California thinks.
Seriously.
See, she even smiled for me.
Each day we pack our hearts with as much grace as we can muster.
2 Corinthians 12:9
My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness
The pastures are so peaceful. I gaze around at the new life springing before us.
The land a colorful palette of greens.
The master artist created such beauty and wonder for us to behold.
We need to have eyes to see.
We need to have a heart that is yielding.
We need to chose how we will live.
God will do his work.
He always does what He says He will do.
He never grows tired or weary.
Isaiah 40:28
Do you not know? Have you not heard? The LORD is the everlasting God,
the Creator of the ends of the earth. He will not grow tired or weary,
and his understanding no one can fathom.
Oh your cry has been heard, and the ransom
Has been paid up in full, be ye glad.
Oh be ye glad, oh be ye glad.
Every debt that you ever had.
Has been paid up in full by the grace of the Lord
Be ye glad, be ye glad, be ye glad.
The land a colorful palette of greens.
The master artist created such beauty and wonder for us to behold.
We need to have eyes to see.
We need to have a heart that is yielding.
We need to chose how we will live.
God will do his work.
He always does what He says He will do.
He never grows tired or weary.
Isaiah 40:28
Do you not know? Have you not heard? The LORD is the everlasting God,
the Creator of the ends of the earth. He will not grow tired or weary,
and his understanding no one can fathom.
Oh your cry has been heard, and the ransom
Has been paid up in full, be ye glad.
Oh be ye glad, oh be ye glad.
Every debt that you ever had.
Has been paid up in full by the grace of the Lord
Be ye glad, be ye glad, be ye glad.
Spring does bring such renewal in so many ways. It helps us to realize that His promises are for real….
ReplyDeleteMy heart sang to hear that your farmer smiled today as well as your lady cow friend!!! Your kids are amazing and so are you!
Love and continued daily prayers for you all!