Friday, March 23, 2012

#957-#975



957.  Watermelons ready to transplant.

958. Countdown to May--so much left to teach, so little time!

959.  One more paycheck.

960. Out-of-the-box ideas for my out-of-the-box Songbird.



961. New shelves in the pantry.

962. Frank out on the porch, nagging and whining as soon as he hears me stir in the morning.
















963. Constant canine company as we plant seedlings in the field.

















964. A small army of young people leaving our church for the world--a chance to serve and experience a small glimpse of the harsh reality of life in other nations.

965. Sunflower sprouts in the garden.



966. Papers graded! (Until the next batch)

967. Every student behind every paper.

968. Seedlings for my garden - cabbage, leeks, squash and tomatoes!



969. One row of melons in the field.




970. Happy Girl's hearts, grooved in the sand around each plant.








971. Three-year-old cousins duking it out at a birthday party--such passion!

972. Planting at sun-up with my guy (and our dogs!)




973. Dirt under my fingernails.

974. Words to offer that encourage another.

975. Nineteen years with my Cowboy.  I am grateful for every minute with him.



Wednesday, March 21, 2012

Leave Your Gift...and Go



"....leave your gift there before the altar and go.  First be reconciled to your brother, and then come and offer your gift."  Matthew 5:24

The words of Christ.

All of Scripture is God-breathed.

However, I give a bit extra consideration to the red-letter words because they were actually God-spoken:

First be reconciled to your brother....

Our God is a relational God.  That's why He allows us to call Him Father...

why we are to call fellow believers brother and sister.

With His death, He showed us the value He places on His relationship with us.

These words of His show me that He is also deeply concerned with our relationships with one another.


He doesn't even want our sacrifices if we are not right with other believers.  Even one other believer.


We are, after all, the Body of Christ.  If we are at odds, hurting one another or building up walls, we wound Him.

Instead of functioning as God intended, we inflict an autoimmune disease,

and just as a body with disease can't function properly, we can't really bring Him glory if the Body is attacking and weakening itself.

Because my relationships affect His glory in the world, they are a greater priority to Him than are my offerings.

That's pretty serious.

And yet how seriously do we take it?

I look around me (and within me) and all too often see brothers and sisters in Christ, husbands and wives, parents and children,

attempting to offer Him gifts

offering up every sacrifice

except their grudge.

Oh, but that grudge, that selfishness, that anger or hurt--they are the very first offerings He desires from us.

Reconciliation is the first fruits He wants from His followers--before any service or sacrifice.

And we try to offer Him everything else.

Under the New Covenant, because Christ offered Himself as the ultimate sacrifce, we are called to give different offerings than were those whom Jesus was addressing.

Paul instructs: "And so, dear brothers and sisters, I plead with you to give your bodies to God because of all He has done for you.  Let them be a living and holy sacrifice--the kind He will find acceptable.  This is truly the way to worship Him."  Romans 12:1

How often do I attempt to apply the instructions of Paul, while ignoring the command of Christ?

I lay the willing parts of me before Him in offering: teaching, serving, mission trips, writing...

I offer and offer and offer these gifts at the altar

fooling myself that they have value to God, 

that they will make up for the walls I have built in my relationships, 

or the conflict I am avoiding that could lead to reconciliation,

but He says: "You are working so hard, but so pointlessly. I don't even want this if you can't honor me FIRST in your relationships.  Leave it.  First, go and be reconciled."

I can offer my body as a living and holy sacrifice, but it will not be the kind He will find acceptable if I do not obey His command to go and reconcile.

Whom do you need to get right with today?

Saturday, March 17, 2012

#936-#956



936. Quiet afternoon to work and clean.

937.  Bunk and Jess coming to help load up.

938. Gift from the Word: Hosea 6:6 "I want you to show love, not offer sacrifice.  I want you to know me more than I want burnt offerings."

939. Rainy night.

940. Kids in the show ring, doing their best.










941. Calm, trusting steers for the first fair.





942. Three siblings laughing and enjoying each other as they wait their turn to show.






943. Some success for Songbird in her first and only Fair.



944.  Support and encouragement from family and friends.

945. Homeschool flexibility to let the kids sleep in on Monday after a long weekend working.

946. A closed door.  Disappointing but one less "unknown."

947. Clear green morning.
















948. Sunflowers ready to transplant!

949. Cool, fresh evenings.

950. Frank whining and dancing at the back door, ready to head to the barn.



951. Bushes exploding into pink blooms.

952.  Full class rosters for next year.

953. Fresh homemade pretzels--yum!

954. Tearful goodbyes as we send the steers off to "cow college"--a completely unsatisfying euphemism this time around.






























955. A Song for Kenny--Songbird's way of crying.






956. Sleepless nights that give me uninterrupted time to pray.

Friday, March 9, 2012

#921-#935

921.  Seed planting assembly line.

922. Helping a friend move.

923. The provision of JOY--so much more valuable than money.

924. International visitors: conversational melange of Korean, Italian, and English.


925. Family photos of a family perfectly blended by God.


926. Early awake and alert.







927. Community coming together for a meal and support.

928. Reminder from the Word just for me:  "So I bought her back...." Hosea 3:2

929. My sisters, still my friends!

930. The feast of Scripture...help me to feed others, too!

931. Affirmation for introverts!

932. Second "flock" of chicks getting bigger.

933. Melons, marigolds and sunflowers all sprouting.






934. Steers off to the fair....bittersweet!




935. Tired, hungry, dirty kids home after a long day of work.  Payoff will come soon!

Monday, March 5, 2012

#902-#920


902. Sisters!







903. Melons starting to sprout!





904. Simple, tidy greenhouse courtesy of the Cowboy (he's so handy).

905. Godly men who share friendship and wisdom without judgement.

906. The greening of the farm.

907. Fresh air to clear my head.

908. A rock and a hard place--when Jesus is the Rock.

909. Kim and Jeff Melnick--always offering laughter and encouragement.

910.  3-year-old dictator: "No talking.  We're doing puzzles now."

911. An oak leaf caught in a spider web--not much of a dinner!



912. Hopeful day.

913. Good night's sleep for the Cowboy.

914. My girls recognizing that what looks romantic to the world is often times selfishness in disguise.

915. Clear lungs for Willie!

916. A miracle to offset a disappointment.

917. Two proud men who desire God's glory over their own.

918. First Pah-pah bloom--gorgeous red amaryllis.

919. Fair Week!

920. Wonderful meeting with a kindred spirit.

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