Transplanted City Girl
• Tuesday, May 9, 2006 -
Hmmmm, where to start? I know I have a lot to say, I just..... don't remember what it all is! But I'll try.
In evening devotions we're reading through Psalm 119. Been taking
us a little longer then most chapters do, but it has been so worth
it. I don't think I've ever sat down and read the whole thing
before, and some nights after reading I just want to weep. The
entire Psalm is plea to God, a plea that God will write his law on our
hearts and never let us turn aside, never let us forget. It is
over 100 verses of begging God to teach us right from wrong, to imprint
his laws and statutes on our minds and souls. It is so easy to
apply God's laws to others, and yet within our own hearts is the true
battleground, the one and only place we have any control over.
Reading the blog of a friend who takes part in weekly abortion
protests, I have been struck once more with not only the horror of what
goes on, but the awfulness of sitting idle and doing nothing. We
turn and look the other way, agreeing with all our fellow believers
that it is a sin. Yet it is not the fellow believers who need to
be told, it is the women walking into that house of murder every
day! And what about witnessing? Every day, people pass us
in the store, on the street, and on their way to hell. Of course
there is unsuitable times and manners of witnessing, but there is still
so much more that most of us could do! So many causes, so much I
could, should, would do, want to focus on, to change. Yet we must
take life one day at a time, never losing sight of our earthly
priorities or heavenly purpose, or the weight of the world will
overwhelm our frail stength. If we step outside of the clearly
revealed word of God in order to do good, God will not prosper our
efforts and without him they are nothing. As great as the need to the
world is, the first and foremost duty I have is loving Chris, taking
care of my home. All else here must come second to that. I
think of Queen Mary, the wife of William of Orange. She was in
such a position to do good to nations, to be their sole ruler and make
all the wise decisions for them: yet she chose honoring her husband
over all else, and through her treatment of King William, he became one
of the greatest Christian rulers the world has ever seen. In the
end, she did more good by keeping her priorities straight.
Got most of the Keepers articles typed up on Friday, just in
time! I believe Margaret is going through them now. By the
way, has every one seen the finished layout?
It wasn't up when the first issue was released. Of course, all
future articles will be viewable by subscribers only, as will our
Princess Connection, a pen-pal feature. We are working on
figuring out how to keep this exclusive, either with password access to
the subscriber-exclusive areas of the website, or hidden links.... Our
web-masters are working on it now. ANd since they are the
absolute best, then......
Just when our fridge was full, someone came by yesterday and bought 5
gallons of goats milk. Chris is feeding them more gras hay now
instead of alfalfa, and that has cut back their milk production a
bit. But since I'm not selling the cheese, I can only make so
much of it!
Still, that was a definite blessing to sell some of that. My
little goats are getting so big, Sprout is developing bad manners and
will probably need to be disciplined, and the bull and I had what I
hope was our final argument: I used the HotShot on him.
Twice. I have been giving Ribeye, the calf, grain: but Buddy
doesn't get any, and my arms were hurting from swinging a stick back
and forth to keep him away, besides the fact that he stopped caring
about getting his nose whacked. So I got out the cattle prod and
Presto! A bull who stays on the other side of the pen! I really
love that big guy, but I am still in the process of convincing him I am
meaner and badder then he is.
That's all for now. I'll be sure and update next time I have something to tell.
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• Tuesday, May 9, 2006 - Untitled Comment
lol, meaner and badder???? that'll be the day dearie. lol, jk. Love ya,
Bobby