Today I paid bills and did other seemingly meaningless chores. Made a delivery of our delicious lamb which seemed much less meaningless. Happy to have yummy food produced on our farm available for others to enjoy.
I noticed the bright moon up in the sky as I went out and about. Rising in the early afternoon. Waxing. Hopefully I will be sound asleep when she sets in the wee hours.
Wind blew down a gate in the evening. Coco and Mary were happy about that, and spent the day with the rest of the herd. Patrick fixed it for me this afternoon. Maybe the wind has gone to other regions. The house seems warmer, so she must be taking a break.
I am trying to live hopefully today. Hopeful that spring is going to return. Hopeful that green grass will once again grow. Hopeful that we will learn new ways of living, the six of us on our little farm. Hopeful that joy will erupt, just like daffodils and willow leaves and gentle calm breezes and spring peepers.
Something about the regularity of the moon cycles gives me hope.
FYI, I am always astonished this time of year to see the morning sun rise over the south ridge instead of the east meadow. How weird is that? Guess it made me think that a little flexibility in my expectations might be called for.
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Have you noticed that the days are getting longer?
Isaiah 40:31
For those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint.
I thank God that we have that to keep us in days of trial and hurting.
Hi Debi, yes, I noticed that this morning. What a relief!
And that very verse has been on my mind a lot lately. He gives us signs all around to remind us to wait, not give up hope.
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