We decided to let the goats in the front yard to help clean up some falling leaves.They love the leaves but they also love my sweet potatoes, citronella, marigolds, basil, and lemon balm. So, they must have supervised visits to the front yard. I was mowing on the riding mower with my littlest A, and the job of my other 3 A's were to let the goats in the front yard and then pick up all toys and trash while the feast commenced.
We have scaredy goats. It wasn't that easy to get them in the yard while I was riding on the big loud beast of destruction. So, A1 took it into her own hands and "got it done". With no help from me....
She made a leaf trail. It worked for a short while and then as soon as I turned the corner, these silly goats ran back to the stall. A2 would then coax them out with more leaves to get them back on the trail of goodness, and then I would come around with loudness and distraction and back in they would go.
Mr. Smash and I were talking about this later that evening and couldn't help but enjoy the blatant message the good Lord was sending to us.
Are we not just like the goats? He has laid out a trail of goodness for us to follow, to get to Him, and to feast on His exquiset glory that He has created for us. But how often do we get distracted? The noise and destruction of the world has us quick to take our eyes off the PERFECT path that He has laid out before us. Even when the ones who care about us the most coax us to stay on the path, the enemy seems to have a stronger pull. Pulling us back to... our comfort zone? Maybe?
When we decided to move to our farm/ranch/homestead/responsibility, I was scared. I told Mr.Smash that. He told me time and time again that if the Lord has it in His plans for us to take this path, then the road will continue to bear blessings. I even took a step back. Stopped packing. Almost called our realtor and said no. Something about a voice saying "that will be too hard", "you won't have any 'me time'", "you can't afford this".
When we decided to move to our farm/ranch/homestead/responsibility, I was scared. I told Mr.Smash that. He told me time and time again that if the Lord has it in His plans for us to take this path, then the road will continue to bear blessings. I even took a step back. Stopped packing. Almost called our realtor and said no. Something about a voice saying "that will be too hard", "you won't have any 'me time'", "you can't afford this".
Kinda scary huh? I leaned on my husband and my Jesus. Prayed... A Lot. Had faith to stay on the path that was laid out before me. Still got scared.
We are here now. It is GOOD! Not paradise, not perfection, and definitely hard work, with little 'me time', and money is tight. But, the good leaves keep falling and it is delicious!
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