Category Archives: Prayers

Garden’s planted 2013

Yesterday, we wrapped up planting the garden. πŸ™‚

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Markin’ off the rows. LOVE Grandma’s wheelho! πŸ™‚

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Brittle, broken fenceposts make great row markers, lol! πŸ™‚

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Coverin’ up the corn…

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Boys helping Grandma plant, lime, and water the tomatoes… πŸ™‚

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Lord, we give You our garden: the seeds, the plants, and the labor. We trust that You will give us exactly what we need for moisture & sunlight. And when our harvest comes in, we know it will be the perfect amount to feed us and share with others. May it nourish the bodies of all who partake of it – fill us with what we need to help You with Your harvest! Amen.

Lessons from a washing machine

Our washing machine officially “died” in March. Yep – right before calving, resumed milking, and baseball season began. You know – the height of laundry season?!

Can’t just go out and buy a new one (or even a new “old” one) because we are still in our consequence from when we began farming from our lost perspective – for the “money” in niche farming. When you spend all your “nest egg” + take on unnecessary debt to fan the flames of worldly success, it leaves you with no “pot” to dip into for routine maintenances, let alone any unexpected breakages. And this season has been FULL of those… Even though we’ve repented, received forgiveness, and discontinued irresponsible spending habits, it doesn’t erase the circumstance that was created as a result of it. We understand that. We accept that. And we pray everyday that others will learn from our mistakes, so others can avoid making the same ones. THAT is how the Lord redeems things – as we admit our mistakes, grieve in repentance, shed our tears, and share it in our relationships – He gives us endless avenues to glorify Him IN ALL THINGS! And here’s what we have been learning: we may NEVER be out of our financial consequence while we live here on earth – Scripture speaks of NO GUARANTEE that life for a Christian will be trouble-free. But Scripture DOES say that the Lord never leaves us nor forsakes us. HE’S WITH US IN OUR TRIALS WHETHER THEY ARE FROM THE RESULT OF A CONSEQUENCE OR NOT! And so if we don’t allow Joy to overflow from our redeemed walk with Jesus NOW, then we are missing opportunities to witness for His Kingdom WHILE WE STILL CAN! And then there’s this revelation, that’s REALLY been sinking in lately: if no more of my prayers get answered before I die, isn’t what Jesus did on the cross for me ENOUGH for me to give Him the rest of my life EVEN IF it’s hard? Can’t believe how much that question has given me pause these past weeks… Because when I say that question, I KNOW the answer is UNDOUBTEDLY – YES… Yes, my Savior HAS done something for each one of us that we don’t deserve and will never be able to re-pay Him for – whether we accept the gift or not… And so shouldn’t my suffering be my offering to Him as I walk in obedience & thanksgiving for His sacrifice for me? Thank You, Lord, for all the sermons, programs, & blog posts I’ve had the privilege of hearing & reading during this season.

The Lord has used this time without a washing machine to grow me in ways I would NEVER have chosen. I didn’t WANT to ask Mike’s parents to borrow their washing machine… They already help us so much! I wanted to roll our quarters and go to the laundromat so I wouldn’t have to tell them… But when you have to roll quarters to have money for gas to go to ballgames, there are no quarters left to take to a laundromat. Especially for three months worth. I have felt broken, and humbled, and overwhelmed, as one-by-one the “tools” I need to fulfill my duties as a wife and mother have been chipped slowly away. I know: it’s “just” a washing machine. Yeah. But it’s so much more than that! First the washing machine. Then it was my kitchen scale, and then – horror of horrors – our oven last week…

But what better way for the Lord to grow me in my reliance upon Him, than by allowing “my tools” to crumble? How easy it is for me to encourage others to “consider it pure joy when trials are faced, because the testing of our faith develops perseverance”… (James) Until it’s MYSELF I’m telling that too. Yikes. Makes that Truth a little harder to swallow. BUT IT IS TRUTH!

The Lord has helped me to accept help from others, share my struggles with those in my path, and has given me plenty of opportunities to practice leaning completely on Him for my daily provisions. And He has done exceedingly and abundantly more than anything I could have thought or imagined – the scale fixed, the gift of money to order a new heating coil for the stove, and now, a new washing machine!!!??? Wow.

I can honestly say this is the most beautiful washing machine I have ever seen. And that I NEEDED to experience a “season” without one, to truly embrace its loveliness. πŸ™‚

Oh the parallels with my Christian walk! Because I experienced a 37 year “season” without Christ, the beauty of my salvation in Him for the past 3-1/2 years, completely overshadows that darkness now. And I can’t help but not share His mercies as I walk in the Light.

So we thank God for you, anonymous washing machine donor… May we, too, be able to be the hands and feet of Jesus for those He brings to us. πŸ™‚

[1 Peter 4:11, Joshua 1:5, Romans 15:13, Hebrews 13:15-16, James 1, Proverbs 3:5-6, James 4:7-10, Ephesians 3:20-21, 1 John 1:5-7]

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Time Tantrum

OK, so I figured that since I’ve already shared with two sisters today that I had a tantrum this morning, I may as well just blog it. Perhaps it will help someone else out there to avoid one…’cause they sure aren’t pretty. 😦

Just had a tantrum this morning about not getting to do “what I want”…like reading, studying, rambling, blogging…um, I’ll just call it “playing”…

I always seem to have more on my plate than what I can physically do in a day. And somehow I forget that when I just remember to practice contentedness in wherever I’m at, the Lord surprises me with T-I-M-E. Time (like, momentary) where my joy transcends my task, and time (like, extra minutes) where I actually DO get to “play”. How many times have I seen Him do this again, and again, and again? [sigh]

Heard a program this week about “repenting for the lesson of the loaves”. Referring to how the disciples were straining at the oars of their boat during a storm, and how they freaked out when they saw Jesus walking on the water, enter their boat, and calm the winds – JUST AFTER they had witnessed His miracle of feeding the five thousand. (Mark 6:30-52)

Click here for the link to hear the 4-22-13 Haven Today program. πŸ™‚

SOOO ME today. How quickly I forget!!

Father, forgive me for doubting that you can handle my problems. For fretting about “the details”, because I think I can do Your job. For refusing to see that Your work can be found in EVERY task. For being impatient when I don’t get what I want. For forgetting that YOU KNOW my heart’s desires, and will grant them at the perfect time as I practice walking in obedience to You. It’s amazing to me “what” You can use to encourage me – the listening ears of my husband, and even the words from sisters who simply admit that they have a hard time fitting in “playtime”, too! I pray for all who struggle with contentedness in the mundane tasks. And I pray Your Words: For this reason I kneel before the Father, from whom every family in heaven and on earth derives its name. I pray that out of His glorious riches He may strengthen you with power through His Spirit in your inner being, so that Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith. And I pray that you, being rooted and established in love, may have power, together with all the Lord’s holy people, to grasp how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ, and to know this love that surpasses knowledgeβ€”that you may be filled to the measure of all the fullness of God. Now to Him who is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine, according to His power that is at work within us, to Him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, for ever and ever! Amen. (Ephesians 3:14-21 NIV)

Wear & tear and a little fence repair

Prayers of thanksgiving this week for fixes, fixers, and The Fixer. πŸ™‚

A cold front blew through on Friday, and the winds snapped a dead tree onto a section of our fence.

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Lol – my 3 goofy boys! πŸ™‚

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Fortunately, this break was an easy fix for them. They cut the tree off, and were able to staple the same fence back up. (And they were so quick, that I didn’t make it out to get a “serious” pic of them working, lol!) No broken posts, and no hurt or escaped animals! πŸ™‚

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And then Saturday, a vein disintegrated in our milk system’s vacuum pump…

Mike was able to tear the pump apart; however, we aren’t always able to fix everything ourselves. But we sure are grateful for companies who are available to help when we need it!

I don’t think there’s ever a “good time” for anything to break, or to have to seek outside assistance… But as we focused on the blessings, the Lord helped us in the process of the journey:

We got our milking done that morning. BLESSING
We bought that pump used & for over 6 years it has worked perfectly for us. BLESSING
Service was out to us within a few hours. BLESSING
Since we only milk once-a-day, the late cleanup didn’t affect our milking schedule. BLESSING
The day was frigid cold, but Mike had weather appropriate clothes to keep him warm. BLESSING
Mike’s mechanical skills were utilized to reduce the amount of another’s labor. BLESSING

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Father, we thank You for minds that can troubleshoot problems, and hands that can fix things. Sometimes they’re ours, and sometimes they’re others, but You coordinate them all to work together to make things right. What a blessing to watch Your handiwork develop! Help us to focus on the blessings in every situation – not dwell on the negatives or unknowns. We acknowledge You are THE FIXER, and pray for strength to submit to Your plan…even in the unexpected & unplanned for hardships. Keep our focus on today, not tomorrow – and that in Your time, answers will come. May we be faithful as we walk. Amen

Lead Me To The Cross

“Brooke Fraser of Hillsong wrote “Lead Me To The Cross”Chris & Conrad’s version of the song got on the radio, and Francesca Battistelli’s version is also popular.”

I personally like Chris & Conrad’s version, and have it on my playlist. Many times, I have prayed the words to this song. Speaks “Easter” to me. πŸ™‚

“Lead Me To The Cross”

Savior I come
Quiet my soul remember
Redemption’s hill
Where Your blood was spilled
For my ransom
Everything I once held dear
I count it all as lost

[Chorus:]
Lead me to the cross
Where Your love poured out
Bring me to my knees
Lord I lay me down
Rid me of myself
I belong to You
Lead me, lead me to the cross

You were as I
Tempted and trialed
Human
The word became flesh
Bore my sin and death
Now you’re risen

Everything I once held dear
I count it all as lost

[Chorus]

To your heart
To your heart
Lead me to your heart
Lead me to your heart

[Chorus]

Yesterday, Mike mowed a path through the briars for tomorrow’s sunrise worship. As I saw the path to the cross this morning, this song came to my mind. πŸ™‚

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Little boys and former little boys…

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It’s a beautiful thing to witness one generation teaching the ones behind them… πŸ™‚

Lord, may we all recognize teachable moments in our daily walks…opportunities to show Love, feel Love, speak Love, and receive Love. Thank You for reminding me that not all learning happens at a desk or from a book – and that Your work is done 24 hours a day, 7 days a week. Continue to prepare me for Your lesson-plan and may I always remember that You are THE TEACHER. I love being Your willing assistant! AMEN

Fix these words of mine in your hearts and minds; tie them as symbols on your hands and bind them on your foreheads. Teach them to your children, talking about them when you sit at home and when you walk along the road, when you lie down and when you get up. Write them on the doorframes of your houses and on your gates, so that your days and the days of your children may be many in the land the Lord swore to give your ancestors, as many as the days that the heavens are above the earth. (Deuteronomy 11:18-21 NIV)

Even this?

Funny story. As I was washing the umpteenth sinkful of dishes yesterday, I saw this:

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First, I admired how pretty our tiny flock of chickens was: 2 hens + 1 rooster. I love their colors, that they are descendants from one of our original roosters, that our friends hatched them, and that they gave them to us to raise.

Then I thought it was cute that my view of them in that moment from the kitchen sink also included a hand-carved twig rooster that Mike made, and my chicken suncatcher…

Then I thought how funny it was that here I am admiring chickens, both real & decorative, when I have a fear of the flapping wings of birds… Through glass, I can admire live ones, just don’t ask me to catch/touch one, lol…

Then I thought of how much I enjoy watching these birds free-ranging in our yard. Being thankful the snow was gone so I could watch them forage… and see them with a green backdrop, instead of a white one.

Let’s zoom in a bit now:

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Then I remembered what the boys told me just a few days before – about those light-colored flecks you see in the grass… No, those weren’t bits of unfrozen snow or small leaves like I so naively believed, lol. I was informed these flecks were left from flocks of starlings that have been landing in our yard. Yeah. That’s right. Bird poop. Yuck. Starting to ruin my moment of admiration here…

And then I couldn’t help but LAUGH! Wasn’t I just complaining about how our 2 hens have stopped laying eggs for us?

You know, I’m not too upset they aren’t making eggs right now, considering their current food choice, lol. But I am thankful for all the friends we have who surprise us with fresh eggs… ‘Cause, surely, their birds don’t eat stuff like ours, right? Ha! πŸ™‚

Oh Lord, You never cease to amaze me. Thanks for showing me how to be thankful in all things, even this… Amen.