Psalm 27:4 "One thing have I desired; that will I seek after. That I may dwell in the house of the Lord all the days of my life."

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Not the Update I Wanted

We have been so busy lately.  This past weekend was the first one I’ve spent at home all month – the first weekend without a horse show.  It was fun, but I was ready for being home.  I have pictures and they are awesome and stories and they are amazing!  And I wanted to post them today!

But today didn’t turn out to be a happy blogging kind of day.

We finished lambing season with 7 babies: twins, two singles and triplets.  The twins have been on bottles and of course we got attached to them.  Yesterday Tipsy wasn’t taking his bottles and was getting bloated.  We took him to the vet for an ultrasound that showed some gas, but not intestinal blockage.  He took some half bottles, but still didn’t poop.  Another ultrasound and the gas and build up were very obvious.  Something was blocking his ability to poop.  The choices were surgery or sleep.  We had to put him down.  It was so hard.  It’s been two years since we lost a lamb and we thought we had cleared the hurdles this year.  It’s been tough.  Kristen has shed so many tears today.  Her friends have been the greatest and so encouraging and supportive.  Little Tina is a bit lost without her brother.  I’m hoping that she’ll get into the pen with the other sheep and cuddle up with Daisy’s baby, Misty.

I’ll try to get the horse show pictures together (most of them are on my phone) this week.  Next week is spring break, but I’m booked for half of it with Kurt’s birthday and the Midwest Homeschool Convention.

As I encouraged Kristen this afternoon, she had plenty of ‘whys’ running around inside of her.  It’s so easy to ask why.   Why him?  Why us again?  What did he do, he’s just a baby?  Why would God let this happen?  I honestly had such peace today.  I haven’t cried a single tear.  I had to encourage Kristen to just keep trusting God.  We don’t understand how this could possible work together for good.  We don’t see His big picture.  If it hurt us so much to see an innocent animal suffer and die, how must it break God’s heart when an innocent child is ripped from its mother’s womb – the place He created to knit that child together?

We are fearfully and wonderfully made.  ALL of God’s creation is fearfully and wonderfully made.  We have been given such a privilege to love His creatures, to nurture and care and steward His creation.  I am so blessed to love these animals.  I am so blessed to love my children.

Thanks for listening to our happenings and my reflections.

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Whirlwind

Wow, we’ve been going full steam around here.  It’s not that the calendar is THAT full, it’s just things going on every day.  Or maybe I feel it because Karra got a new job and now I’m running Kristen to the barn 5 days a week – could that be it?  We’ve also had appointments for this and that and I’ve been seeing the chiropractor.  A real whirlwind.

Kristen’s first IEA event keeps getting pushed back by circumstances, but it looks like Dec. 7 is a go!  She’s excited to go with the team this Sunday to observe a show and then it’s practice, practice, practice.  And we got an unexpected refund from the orthodontist yesterday that will cover the (very expensive) entrance fees for her first two shows!!  God has been so faithful to her about this opportunity.

And after all of my stress and hard work to make Karra’s 18th birthday without her BFF awesome – someone blew my gift!!!!  One of the guys she works with in the media department at church told her he could get her into the booth at a Blue Jackets game to observe the “real” process.  And when is that game going to take place?   BEFORE the game I bought tickets for!!!!!!    I delayed her birthday game so that she could see the Black Hawks and someone I don’t even know trumped my 18th birthday gift – GRRRRR!  It will still be spectacular because her birthday game will be against Chicago, but I wanted to take her to her first game – 😦 😦 !!!!!  I’ll recover, but it really blows the steam out of my great gift.

I can’t believe it, but my baby girl with the chubby cheeks turns 18 on Sunday.  All of you Mom’s can relate to this:  didn’t we just drive to the hospital last week?  Wasn’t it just yesterday she was carrying around George? (until Daddy let him get lost at a store somewhere).  I’m pretty sure she was telling Little Baa not to get dirty just this morning.  Where did it all go??  OK, enough nostalgia.  It’s not like she’s trying to rip the apron strings out.  The closer it gets to departure time the more she appreciates home and security.  AND SHE GOT HER ACCEPTANCE TO KSU ON WEDNESDAY!!!!  Yes, I’d prefer she goes there, but it’s not her number one choice.  We’re still waiting to hear from them (could it be that’s why I’ve forgotten for 3 days to mail that last reference letter to them?).  I think she was surprised how excited she was to get the KSU acceptance.  I’ve told her and told her that she would get accepted to any college she applies to.  I think now she believes me.  Doesn’t Mommy know best?????

The next few weeks aren’t going to slow down by any stretch of the imagination – it is, after all, my FAVORITE time of the year!  We’re going strong just about everyday next week and then it’s Thanksgiving week already.  Don’t know yet if we’ll have any company for the feast day this year.  It will be really sad and strange not to have Joel’s family here.  But if no one can come, we’ll just start our Christmasing early!  (And catch up on some school that I’ve let get behind – ooops).  I have lots of crafting going on and more planned, but don’t I always have too many projects lurking in my little room?  I will post a picture of the kids’ stockings after I get Kurt’s sewn together.  It will be so neat to see all 3 hanging together.  Next one up is mine, but only because I don’t know what to do for Scrooge, er Grinch, um, Mr. Joel!

We haven’t had snow to speak of yet, but it’s in the forecast for Sunday!

And That’s What’s Happening on the Hobby Farm

I CAN Do It All!

As I was scurrying through life yesterday doing laundry, making bread, cutting a pile of old t-shirts into rags (they had cluttered my bedroom and then my laundry room long enough!), and thinking about the school I needed to do with Kurt and things I needed to check for Kristen, and the 1st quarter grades I needed to get together, I realized that I had bought a lie.

The lie that “you can have it all” really is a lie.  And honestly, if we had it all, would we even want it all?  You can’t have it.  Choices have to be made.  Paths diverge in life and you have to take one or the other.  Getting lost in the wilderness between paths only leads to confusion and guilt.  You’re not really sure which path you belong on (or which one is more important) and running between the two leads to neither path being as fulfilling as it could and should have been.  I made my choice of which path to follow and I’ve never regretted it.  I’m doing what I wanted to do.

The opposite of “you can have it all” is the lie that “you can’t DO it all.”  Hmmm.  I’ve listened to that one.  That one has led me down the slow path to depression.  I felt so overwhelmed by everything I couldn’t do.  “You can’t homeschool your kids AND keep your house clean AND cook for your family, too.”  “Something has to give.”  “You have to take time for yourself and just let things go.”  “You can’t garden and raise animals and can and bake . . . . .”  And the list of “you can’ts” goes on and on.

And as the lie built inside of me, it started coming out of my mouth!

“I’m too tired.  I’ll do it later, tomorrow, never.”

“I just don’t have the energy.”

“I’m so tired of this.  I just want to be their Mom.”

“I can do school or I can be Mom . . . I can’t do both.”

Wait a minute!  Who says I can’t?  I’ve been so caught up believing the lie that “I can’t” that I quit even TRYING to do SOMETHING!  I gave in to lazy and undisciplined under the guise of “I can’t do everything.”

But I chose this life.  I desired this life.  I asked for this life.  Granted, I jumped into parenthood, homeschooling and hobby farming completely unprepared for reality, but it’s still what I want to do.  By buying the lie, I totally ignored the Source  of my strength.

“I can do all things through Christ who give me strength.” (Phil. 4:13)

“He who began a good work in you will complete it until the Day of Jesus Christ.” (Phil. 1:6)

“My God shall supply all your needs according to His riches in glory through Christ Jesus.” (Phil. 4:19)

HE called me to be a Mom.

HE called me to teach my children at home.

HE placed in my selfish heart the desire for the farm and the animals and a garden and orchard.

HE gave me the desire to feed my family well.

And if HE brought me to it, HE will see me through it.  HE will sustain me in my infirmity (tiredness, weakness and lack of energy).

My Source, my Strength, my Energy, my Life.  And He’s not a cosmic force watching from afar.  HE LOVES ME!  He’s right here beside me folding clothes, washing dishes, baking bread, readings books, sweeping floors and cleaning stalls!  I’m free in Him to be me and I can DO IT ALL because HE says I can.  “Whatsoever you do shall prosper.”  (Ps. 1:3b)  I have HIS word on it!

And yesterday I got the school done, the laundry started, the food cooked, the floor swept, the bread made and still had time to paint the chalkboards on the pantry door (DIMS Day!) and the energy for church in the evening!

It’s all in my perspective:  believing the lie or believing the truth.

And That’s What’s Reflecting on the Pond.

 

Blessings – Unbelievable

I really don’t try to stay away for so long, it just kind of happens.  It’s this strange thing going on called LIFE.

After we found about the team, I did some searching for the money to pay for it and told Kristen the cold, hard truth might be that we have to wait until next year to join the team.  It was hard to say and hard for her to hear.  I did some praying and reminded God that this girl is a tither.  He woke me up in the middle of the night and showed me some money I didn’t know we had!  It covered her IEA registration, her team fees, chaps and hat.  She offered to pay for the show shirt she’ll need, she contacted her trainer and asked to work off the extra lesson, and I knew I would still have the added fee of her team jacket.  But God went to work.

The girls helped set up at the All-American Quarter Horse Congress and God took care of the team jacket.  Her trainer and his wife GAVE her a show hat that their family no longer needed – cleaned it and had it reshaped for Kristen.  We got to go to the Congress this past Wednesday with our beloved friends J & D and we found Kristen’s chaps and bought a can for her hat (I don’t know why they call it a can, it’s a plastic hat box) – and all was covered by the money that God showed me.

And while we were all talking they asked if I needed any straw because J knows someone with a landscaping business and they needed straw for a client but didn’t know what to do with it afterward and hated to just take it in to be mulched.  O MY GOODNESS!  I need straw for a thick layer in the new chicken coop and we’ll need it for lambing next March.  And it wouldn’t hurt to insulate around the rabbit cages in the barn.  I’ll get twice as many bales as I was planning to buy – and all for free!

God has blessed us amazingly!  It’s just been so special to watch God bring the riding team to pass for Kristen.  We’ll have entrance fees for each show and I looked at her and said, “What hasn’t God provided for this?”  He is truly amazing.

On Thursday I went to see my doctor and she says I probably have a pinched nerve in my back that is making my leg ache.  Off I go to the chiropractor, do da, do da!  On Friday I finally painted the barn doors, oh to do da day – My aching self!!!!  Reach up, bend down, reach up, bend down.  Climb the ladder, tense the legs, paint and climb down.  How many more times do I have to go up this ladder?  I swear the new, bigger door went faster because I wanted off that ladder so badly.  In the end it took 5 hours to do the background boards on both doors.  After dropping my tools while on the ladder (but catching them before they hit the dirt!) my gloves were covered with paint and the brush handles were sticking to me terribly.  I got paint on both sides of my edging tool, so I have some paint on the cross boards and will probably have  quite a few irritated words to say to myself when I paint those cross boards next weekend.

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I got a picture of Sugar coming in to the barn and sniffing the newly painted door – phewee it stinks cause she pulled away from the door right away.  The camera didn’t reset in time to get Libby sniffing the other door.  I honestly haven’t been out to look at them since Friday.  It’s been rainy and I spent yesterday canning applesauce and baking cookies and doggie treats.  I’ll run out once today to check.

The new chickens are kicking into production.  We got 2 dozen eggs last week.  I found 5 in the boxes when we got home from church today.  I’m up to my eyeballs in eggs and will be giving them away at Life Group this Tuesday.  I don’t know how long they’ll be in good production ahead of winter or I’d start taking orders.

And That’s What’s Happening on the Homestead.

“I’m on a Team!”

“I’m on a team!  I’m on a a team!”  I heard it a thousand times yesterday.  A thousand and one.  A thousand and two.  A thousand and three. . . . . .

Remember how the girls bopped home from the barn last week with news about the Inter-Scholastic Riding team?  Well, things started to move rather quickly.  Monday after I got the information and the costs, I just didn’t know how I was going to pay the fees and buy Kristen the clothes she’ll need.  Karra decided not to do the team since it’s her senior year and she’s not as into horses as she was as a Freshman.  She has a lot on her plate right now and I think it was a wise decision.  She still likes to ride, but the competing isn’t as a big a deal as it would have been three years ago.

Kristen was in real, live tears at the mere thought that she would have to wait until next year to be able to ride.  It broke my heart to see her dream right there at her feet and we weren’t in a good position to pick it up for her.  So we prayed.  I reminded God of His promise to meet all of our needs – and this was a need for her future – and His promise to meet our wants as well.  The very first miracle in the Bible is for a want, not a need.  I reminded Him that Kristen is a tither, a sower, a giver, a server.  And she’s His child.  Didn’t He promise good things to His children?  I tried to leave it right there at His feet, but I know Kristen was struggling.  She told me later she did what I tend to do:  she went out to the barn and had some things to say (and some tears to shed).

Tuesday morning I woke up at 2am.  I was wide awake and couldn’t  go back to sleep.  I went downstairs to do paperwork while the house was quiet.  I thought I’d balance the checkbook and record receipts and then I’d be tired and go back to bed.  One thing led to another and I decided to go ahead and pay the bill I had sitting there.  Then I looked at the savings account several times.  I started doing math (not always the wisest thing to do at 4am!) and when I compared what I said I had in the savings with what the bank said I had in the savings there was over $300 dollars in difference!  What is this?????  I did math, math, and more math.  I added, subtracted, subtracted and added again.  Sure enough, the bank was right.  OMGosh!!!!  God, it’s been here the whole time!!!  Enough to pay Kristen’s fees and buy her chaps with money to spare!  I could NOT wait to tell her.  (So I emailed my friend H at 4:30 in the morning).

Needless to say, Kristen was beside herself when I told her in the morning.  She couldn’t stop laughing and crying and saying “I’m on the team!” all day long!  I was texting with the team coordinator at the barn and told her that I was about ready to duct tape Kristen to her chair!  She was floating on air when we went to the barn yesterday to turn in her paperwork.  And while we were there their trainer asked if the girls would like to help set up their stalls at the Quarter Horse Congress on Friday and help bring the horses over.  A whole day to hang out behind the scenes with the horse people at Congress!

God is so so good!  When I got up yesterday (I went back to bed at 5:30) I kept hearing this song from my childhood running through my head “God is so good.  God is so good. He’s so good to me.  He answers prayer.  He answers prayer.  He’s so good to me.”

And That’s What’s Happening on the Hobby Farm!

Trying to Let Go

I’m sitting here at 11:30pm trying to let go of all of the “stuff” on my mind – not to mention suffering some heartburn from a wonderful pork chop dinner.

We were at our local resale shop today and I overheard that they might need some help which got me thinking that maybe it would help us get some bills paid if I got a part-time job. Maybe two days a week. I emailed my Mom and a couple of trusted friends to pray for me over the next week and as soon as I hit “send” I started looking at all of the reasons I shouldn’t. I’m supposed to be homeschooling my kids! I know that a lot of homeschool families have a Mom that works, so it is doable. The girls immediately freak out about how much other stuff I have to do (um, when’s the last time I actually DID dust the house?) I started looking at dr. appts. & orthodontist appts. and how would I stay on top of things?  Would it overwhelm me now that I’m starting to have more energy and am feeling better?  Would it be more trouble then anticipated – like Lexi?  (Oh, I love that dog, but she is a disobedient handful!  And she barks the world awake in the morning talking to her echo – we have the neighborhood nuisance dog).

So, needless to say, I’ve put myself in some turmoil and I haven’t even turned in an application!

And I’ve really been struggling lately to have my quiet time and have it be of any quality. I sit down and read and try to pray for family and friends that are sick or have a special need. More times than not, my circle of prayer stops there and I don’t spend any time praying for persecuted Christians, our soldiers involved in wars in the Middle East, our government leaders (Lord KNOWS those ding dongs need our prayers), my Pastor and our church leaders. Half the time I don’t even think to pray for my own kids and my husband! It’s not like God seems extremely far off, I just seem to be struggling to maintain our relationship. I know I need Him more than ever and that I can trust Him to see us through. I KNOW He is FAITHFUL – how many, many times He’s shown me that He is.

So, here I sit late at night – desperately in need of some sleep since we’re taking Kristen swimming tomorrow as a pre-birthday afternoon off from school. But I need to make a thorough list and grocery shop in the morning.  The 6 o’clock will come way too soon and the coffee won’t be strong enough, I’m sure.  On the other hand – if I encourage myself in the Lord – I WILL get plenty of restful sleep.  I WILL get all things accomplished tomorrow and I WILL place my cares on Him because He cares for me!

I find my mind returning over and over to Matthew 11:28-30 “Come to Me all you who are weary and heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take My yoke upon you and learn of Me for I am meek and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your soul. For My yoke is easy and My burden is light.”

Lord, help me to rest and to trust.

That’s What’s Reflecting on the Pond tonight.

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