These dark, early mornings are so holy.
The just before dawn moments hang ever so gently.
Squash is baking in the oven.
Coffee; hot and steaming in my cup.
I will head to the Ancient Word soon.
These past few days have been so hard.
Uncertainty looms.
Unknowns are more than knowns.
We pray and ponder.
We hold on to hope.
Hope that God is working and moving in ways we just can not see.
Hebrews 11:1
Now faith is confidence in what we hope for and assurance about what we do not see.
We step forward and do the next thing.
Longing to know, yet not seeing a true direction.
So we wait.
We wait in hope.
We work while we wait.
We drink coffee, we talk around the farmhouse table, and press forward praying for answers.
While we wait God sends little reminders to encourage us to continue to trust.
Our desire is to ship good quality milk.
While our production is so low right now, we are struggling to survive, a sweet reminder came by way of our field man.
A Gold Standard Certificate.
A nice surprise.
A wonderful reminder that my farmer is good at what he does.
A reminder that if we cease farming we will have done the best we could.
30 Days of Thankfulness
I am thankful for:
Steaming cups of hot coffee
Hope
The Ancient Word
Reminders that come when we least expect
A God who will never let us go
A farmer who digs deep to seek the holiness of God
This farm and the generations that have come before
Gods Faithfulness
The quiet of the morning
inner peace in the midst of chaos
deep joy
family
the intentional act of gratitude
friends who remember our son and never let us go
prayer
friendships
cousins who love God, academia and the written word
children who despite my intensity have grown to be joyful, silly young people
