Forest Sunrise and Taking Deep Breaths…the Daily Farm Adventures
Sometimes walking the dogs at 5 or 6 o’clock in the morning lets you see some wonderful moments.
Like the the way the sunrise lights through the foggy woods like a forest fire.
And it lets you do a lot of thinking.
Like about the school year starting soon and how awful the beginning was last year…and how you survived it. And it got better. And getting to the other side of it might have redeemed that heartache a little. Now we know we can do it. We’re ready to do better. So far, so good.
And those quiet moments remind me how all along the way last year there were whispers of goodness reminding me that we were not forgotten or forsaken.
I’ve been meditating lately on a recent sermon about how the secular and the spiritual are never separate for the Believer. That’s tough stuff as a working momma. Compartmentalizing can become a survival mechanism for the busyness of life. But as soon as you start separating “God-stuff” from “other stuff”, the “other” stuff starts to grow and grow. Everything has to be laid at the cross. All your moments, all your words, all your actions.
But there is a peace in knowing that you’ve got the answer to whatever comes up. That you don’t have to live two lives or play by two different sets of rules or change who you are because of the company you’re in.
(I think this is true for anyone, but I’ve been meditating on my own life, not everyone else’s! {smile})
These are long days for us lately. We’re taking deposits for lamb harvest. We’ve started school and the kiddos are on two different buses and at two different schools this year. We’ve started our teaching ministry at church again, every Wednesday. And we’re both in a busy season at work right now. It can start to feel overwhelming!
But there’s a multitude of blessings to being faithful to church attendance and one of them is that all these great words and lessons from the preacher and visiting pastors stick in my head. And I can call them to mind to help calm my fretful heart. One of my favorites lately has been a missionary pastor that said (and I’m paraphrasing here!) “Jesus promised that “my yoke is easy and my burden is light.” (Mathew 11:28-30) If your burdens are feeling heavy, if you’re feeling weighed down and weary, that’s not from the Lord and you need to do a little re-evaluating.”
And I find that sometimes the dishes can wait while I walk the dogs, because my heart is weary and God has something to share with me. Out there.
How are you lately? How’s your week shaping up? I’m feeling full-up of good stuff right now and hoping it lasts! {smile}
And be sure to hop over to our Simple Sunday link up from yesterday! You can share any homemaking, home-cooking, home-raising, or homesteading posts you’d like to–and I’m sure you’ll find something worth reading as well!
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I was just saying to myself the other day; “This doesn’t feel like a light or easy burden,Christ” This was good timing for me. It is a worry is a slippery slope that I know God doesn’t want me to go down, but it is a challenge not too! Thank you for sharing.
Dash
Thanks for reading, I’m glad it touched you! I find sometimes I can’t even put a name to my anxiety, it’s just a pile of everything. But God was very clear that He doesn’t want us carrying around a burden of worry. I find myself going back to Luke 12 a lot.