When They Return

A new day is dawning.

With gratitude I face this day. 

One of the older farm girls. 

One that has come back to the farm. 

A cousin. 

Is giving my farmer a break.

And her side kick. 

Not that one. 

This one.

She has brought a contagious joy with her. 

Even when she is feeling miserable. 

There is a lot happening in her life right now. 

And true to Davis style, she is digging in. 

Willing to step on a path uncharted. 

Sometimes I feel like God has abandoned me. 

Turned his back. 

The ache and struggle overwhelming. 

That is a lie. 

God has promised to never leave us nor forsake us. 

We have needed a boost here. 

Sometimes it feels like we're drowning. 

Low milk prices, transitioning to Organic, breakdowns, change in help. . .

It gets down right discouraging. 

But then in walks a ray of hope. 

Both of us needy. 

That's when the miracles happen. 

When you least expect. 

And when that sun began to come over the mountain this morning 

I felt the glimmers of hope. 

My farmer has rested two mornings in a row. 

He completed a few little projects around the house. 

We went to a Christmas Party. 

We watched movies. 

We all had dinner together. 

It's been a gift of a weekend. 

We're grateful for this older farm girl. 

She has brought us much joy through the years. 

Now she brings hope. 

Somehow those cousins are mingled in with the siblings. 

And where they start and stop becomes unknown. 

Two of those cousins now cease to sing their songs on this earth. 

It has rocked this family to the core. 

It has only increased our love for each other and 

deep commitment to carrying on a legacy of deep faith. 

As Advent continues may the richness of this Season reach deep. 

May it affect you profoundly.

So that you are changed. 

For the good. 

For eternity. 

Isaiah 9:6

For to us a child is born, to us a son is given, and the government will be on his shoulders. And he will be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.