Even dinosaurs like tomatoes!

None of our little tomatoes came up but one of the vendors at our local farmers market had a lovely variety of little sweeties. Even our pet dinosaur couldn’t resist them!

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Observing the day of rest…not so easy!

We saw Planes this weekend and while much of it was predictable and forgettable, one line stuck with me.  “I want to do something different than what I was built for!”

Well, what are we built for?  A big part of why we moved out of the city and here to Blueberry Acres is because both Sheldon and I felt called to a life closer to what we imagine God’s will for us includes:  producing our own food as much as possible, teaching our child about the circle of life, showing care and compassion for animals and people who need it, connecting with a community that is a little less materialistic.  I’m not sure if we have achieved all of those, but it is part of our walk to be what we were built for.

Part of that walk has also included doing more to follow God’s will.  What I’m specifically talking about today is observing the Sabbath as a day of rest and worship.  Now, we believe in corporate worship and have tried to include going to church as a regular family activity.  However, we have absolutely sucked eggs when it came to allowing Sunday to be a day of rest and family time.  I know there are as many definitions of Sabbath/The Lord’s Day as there are religions, but for us, we felt called to the idea that God wanted us to have a day of rest as a family.  We were finding that we were all entering the week pretty ragged with lots of yelling and not much “good stuff” in our proverbial love tanks.  We began to realize that we can’t just follow God’s will on the super biggies..the stealing, the lying, the coveting, etc…we also need to think about the resting.  I know that I cannot know the mind of The Lord, but I believe that He knows what He is talking about…even on a busy family farm, you gotta rest!

As a result, for the last few weeks, we have started officially observing Sunday as our day of rest.  We take care of the animals basic or immediate needs, we cook/bake together as a family…but beyond that post-church, it’s kind of a PJ day.  And it’s about killed us.  Seriously.  This is harder than we thought.  Sheldon works full time 35 miles from our home, so most of our projects have to wait for the weekend and there are some things that I simply cannot do alone during the week around my job.  As a result, we’re behind on both the pig pen and the newest chicken run.  The laundry threatened to eat me alive when I looked at it earlier today.  Blueberry’s room looked like a bomb of books exploded above it.  Cats and dogs living together…mass hysteria!  Sigh.

But, yesterday Sheldon and I sat and peeled apples while talking and connecting reminding me of just how special my husband is.  Blueberry and I made pie crust with her wearing her cute new tractor apron.  We all sat on the floor and played together with lots of tickling and lots of laughter.  We didn’t make any headway on our projects, but we made memories that we would have otherwised missed.  It’s a commandment that you wouldn’t think would be hard to follow, but for us of the never ending to-do list…it is.  But of course, God is right in this as with everything else.  Our family has benefited immeasurably just in this short period of time.  Hey-in fact, Sheldon came in on Saturday afternoon in the midst of our chores and asked if we could all stop what we were doing so he could take us to the movies.  Not so bad for the guy I lovingly refer to as The Weekend Taskmaster.  I’ll share more as we better align our lives with God’s plan, but I would love to hear from my readers.  What changes have you made in your life to get yourself where you need to be…and what has surprised you along the way?  Are you living for what you were built for…or not?

Happy Homesteading!

The cat lady

Sheldon and his assistant, Fluffy Newspaper are hard at work on a new brooder. We found that the coops we put in (but haven’t used yet) were home to ants….lots of them. And being the tree huggers that we are, we are taking an organic route to kill the ants and drive them out. But that doesn’t help our growing bunch of chicks who are ready to depart the incubator for the more comfortable climes of the brooder box. Cat lady Sheldon to the rescue!