This morning, as I was waking, I felt very clearly the impression that I needed to stay in bed for awhile and allow my body to rest from yesterday's injury: damage - once again - to my C-section incision, something that I have been struggling with all summer long. Mixture of feelings at this moment: "Noooooo, wait! I was going to go out and work on the sundial garden this morning!" "That could be nice, a little extra rest..." "But I do morning milking! That would cause the children to be delayed on their chores to fill in where I would not be."
And then there was the discovery that, due to menstrual cramps, my oldest would not be helping with chores, either, this morning. So morning devotionals happened down in my bedroom, with my daughter dry heaving in the restroom from the pain. Two men down...yikes!
So that I would not have to climb the stairs, breakfast was brought to me. I supplied my three wonderfully capable younger kids with a list of tasks that needed to be done prior to the start of chores. Things like where to water in the garden, moving the quail to their new spot, boiling eggs for the chickens, and cutting up the large cucumbers - because we won't be using them for pickling - to feed to the chickens, goats, sheep, etc.
And then I supplicated Heavenly Father in prayer for understanding. My anxiety was that I was being misled by an evil spirit, whose design was to thwart and slow down our progress on this farm. Really, my pain wasn't that great, surely some modification could be made and I could still help the children with chores. The prayer and following conversation with God brought feelings of peace and love and confirmed that I really did need to allow my body to rest.
So what do I do while resting? The impression is to go to Facebook. There is a cute post of a friend and his spouse. I feel we need to invite them and their kids to come have a fun afternoon at the farm. Then there is an ad for a garden design class, normally $299 but on sale for $25. Interesting, but garden design isn't exactly what I was looking for. Now I feel the need for the scriptures for some clarity. The feeling and visual is that this would be a good thing so garden design class it is. Oh, and there is a Zen Gardening class that is being thrown in for $13.99, normally $199. Okay, so two gardening classes at an exceptionally good price. Here I go, starting a class... Lesson 1 completed. There are a few good points made in the lesson, although it could have included more information.
I made it to 11 a.m. before I went out and finished milking the last three of our six French alpine does. And found out that the Pilati's stopped by to ask if we wanted half a dozen hens for stew that were no longer laying. Grateful for all of the ways that God provides. They will make good broth, soup for us and what we do not use will make food for the dogs.
Chores done, now it's time for rest on the couch and typing up a Facebook post. Posting about the general summary of my conversation with God earlier this morning: "The
journey that you go through to gain experience and knowledge is
frequently just as important as the knowledge gained. And, in the end,
it is the journey that helps you to appreciate the knowledge."
And then Randall called from work to let me know that his contract will not be renewed, which means in four weeks he will be out of a job. Because of all the feelings and impressions that had been filtering down the "pipeline" lately, this did not come as a surprise. "The arrow seen before cometh less rudely" (Dante).
Not certain if I should now be panicky, or just feel at peace. I decide to take a positive stance and, once again, in an effort to be a little more proactive on doing my part to bring funds in, I started our "Milk & Bunny" Facebook page, put in five posts and invited people to come and see it. So far 11 "likes" and 17 "follows". That's good!
And then while I was at it, I created a Mormor's Legacy Facebook page, mostly to get the ball rolling on it, not really to start spreading the word on it, yet.
Worth mentioning also, the kids unloaded the yellow squash from the dehydrator and have now loaded it with over-sized zucchini to be used as animal fodder during the winter. And while the kids start on evening chores, I took care of the kefir jars and salted the six bags of kefir cheese that have been hanging since yesterday. Tomorrow will find me pounding rosemary and oregano together in my mortar and pestle. It's time for another herbs and olive batch. Rhyor's favorite!
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