5000 Miles and New Niece Later . . .

Well it wasn't quite Around the World in 80 Days, but Taylor and I did hit 9 states in 10 days (Kansas not included.)  It was a great trip!  We left on Aug. 12 to head toward Glacier National Park where we were going to meet up with Taylor's family who was already vacationing there.  It took two days to get there, so we got to spend nearly all of our anniversary (the 13th) driving.  That was ok with us, though - lots of quality together-ness time. :)   Taylor's family was traveling in their RV, so I had sent our cake topper from our wedding with them, and we each took a bite of it the night of our anniversary and had a little champagne.  The cake flavor was still good, but it was a little mushy from thawing out, so neither of us felt inclined to gorge ourselves on cake.  One bite was enough.

We spent the next day exploring the Glacier National Park.  It was a beautiful place.  The air was so fresh with the smell of cedars and pine lingering on each breath, and the waters were unbelievably blue and clear.  We spent a couple hours taking the "Road to the Sun."  It's a road in the park that travels on the side of the mountains overlooking a gorgeous valley.  A lot of the mountainsides were covered with wildflowers and waterfalls trickled or poured down various channels on the mountain.  The views were good, but I'm always a little tense about driving the winding, narrow mountain roads.  I'm used to a lot more room with no precipitous edges.  Thankfully Taylor was driving, so I could enjoy the view a little more.

I'll admit the big cliffs can make for some fun pictures though!

Toward the end of our drive we even got to see a few grizzly bears.  The next day Taylor and I left Glacier to drive to Seattle.  We got there that evening and Taylor found us an awesome seafood restaurant down on the bay to eat at.  It was called Elliot's Oyster Bar.  Neither Taylor nor I are fans of oysters, but their other seafood was fantastic.  As an extra bonus they had extremely good margaritas!  The next day we got up and walked down to Pike's Place Market to explore.  I absolutely loved it down there.  There were tons of vendors set up selling everything you could imagine.  Three or four big vendors sold the fresh fish on ice, but  my favorite part was seeing all the beautiful arrangements of flowers and the delicious looking fruit stands.  I told my sister, it would be so easy to be a good boyfriend in that city because you could pick up a gorgeous arrangement of flowers for your girlfriend for $5, and they were always available.

We left Seattle the next day and headed for the Redwood National Forest by way of the Pacific Coast Highway.  While beautiful, a large portion of this highway runs through many little towns and has a lot of traffic.  The best part of it was when it went through a National Forest, so there weren't any little towns and less traffic.  It's probably a good thing we live in the middle of nowhere or road rage may have been an issue in our family. :)  With the slow pace it took us a day and a half to get to the redwoods, but they were worth the drive.  There is no other word to describe these trees except majestic.  They are so huge and ancient.  When we drove through one of the really old parts of the forest, we stopped frequently to get out and take pictures.  I was amazed at how quiet it was in those woods.  It was like even the birds stood in speechless awe of the trees.  The next time I go through those forests I want to have my bike on the back of my vehicle so I can ride through in the open air and experience them even more.  I wish I lived in a world where trees could talk because I would have loved to listen to the stories they had to tell.

After leaving the Redwood Forest Taylor and I drove to Reno where we donated some money to the CPCOBJD (Contributions for Poor Casino Owners and Black Jack Dealers) :)  We had a good time though!  From Reno we spent two days driving home across Nevada and Utah.  We took highway 50 which is dubbed as the "loneliest highway in the world".  It's all desert and barren.  We saw some bikers who were making their way across it.  If I tried to bike across that highway, I'm pretty sure I would either feel a huge sense of accomplishment when I finished, or I would get to meet the Lord a little earlier than expected. I'm pretty sure the latter would be more likely. :)

It was a great trip, but both Taylor and I were glad to be home.  We've always known that we are slightly ridiculous/crazy, but after spending hours upon hours in the car, our ridiculous/crazy-ness was very much amplified.  For our sanity, we may take a break before going on another long road trip.

While we were gone, my brother and sister-in-law had a little baby girl.  Her name is Dawson Joe.  I packed up on Friday and went back home to see this precious new addition to our family.  While I was there, the Lord blessed the area with some MUCH needed rain.  The creek near their house had stopped flowing and nearly everyone's ponds were drying up.  It was a good start but they still need much more.  My mom, sister and I got to enjoy the rain a little more than others because it started pouring on us during the middle of one of our walks.  Oh well!

Let it be known to you, O king, that we do not serve your gods nor will we worship the gold image which you have set up.  Daniel 3:18

This scripture reminded me that to be faithful to God, I must be faithful in all ways.  Not just in some.  I can't just love Him in my heart, I must love Him through my actions, too.  If I allow others to influence me or pressure me into doing things that do not honor God, even the little things, I am not placing Him first.  I am not honoring Him or the precious gift of my life that He has given me.  Sometimes I need to be reminded of this.

Congrats - You have made it to the end!  Now have a great week!

Lyndee

Run, Forrest, Run

A lot of people I know are extremely fond of, and very good with young children and babies.  I don't know if I would go so far as to say I am one of these people.  If there is a baby in the room, there are a lot of women who are drawn to it and want to hold it, whether they know who the baby belongs to or not.  Generally I have to have more of a personal connection.  I absolutely adore my nieces and nephews, but they are special to me.  I don't usually feel as strongly about all children.
However I do have a soft spot for baby pigs and baby calves.  We raised both growing up, and now I have my own setup to raise bucket calves.
The other day I was riding around the feedyard with Taylor, and he pointed out a brand new baby calf in one of the pens.  Taylor wasn't sure if this calf would be able to survive, but I gave him some big puppy-dog eyes and asked if I could look at it.  My husband is a sweet guy, so he humored me.  When we got in the pen with it, it was easy to tell that there was something wrong with his back legs.  They were very weak and almost seemed to buckle when he walked.  The odds weren't in his favor, but I couldn't help but want to try and save him.  With his weak back legs, it was really easy to come up with a name for him - Forrest.  :)

Forrest got off to a good start by eating really well, and every day I would get him out of his pen so he could walk and play and build up leg strength.  He's done better than I could have ever hoped for.  Now when I let him out, he runs all over.  Watching him now, you would never guess that he had any sort of problem.  One of my favorite things is to yell "Run, Forrest, Run!"  :)  Just goes to show that everyone deserves a chance.

This weekend a couple of my good friends got married - Bethany and Morgan Parker.   I was blessed to get to know Bethany really well during my senior year at college, and she had a huge influence on my life and my relationship with Christ.  They both are truly inspiring people, and this weekend it was amazing to see the number of lives they have touched. I was so honored when they asked me to read the Scriptures at their wedding.  Thank you both for allowing me to be a part of your special day.

Western Kansas Fact:  Out here cars and motorcycles are not the only forms of transportation.  Many people also own their own planes.  Back home, I would frequently hear people talk about the types of cars/trucks they like, but on several occasions I have heard conversations about which planes are the best.  The business opportunities plus the distances people have to travel out here make personal planes justifiable.

I have been crucified with Christ, it is no longer I who live, but Christ lives in me.  Galatians 2:20.  This is one of my all time favorite scriptures because I have felt the change that can occur when we let Christ into our lives.  If we live our lives for Him, we are allowing Him to be with us constantly and to experience His magnificent joy, peace and love.

Road Trippin' - Taylor and I are going on a road trip to Seattle for our anniversary/vacation.  I can't wait to tell you all about it when we get back!

Hope you all have a wonderful rest of the week!

Lyndee

Sister, Sister

Anyone who knows me and my siblings, knows that we are all very close.  With each sibling, the relationship developed differently.  Katie and I always got along well, but it wasn't until she went to college that we became true friends rather than just sisters.  My brother and I spent two years in high school together, and Casey took me under his wing.  I loved those years I got to spend with him and his friends, and I missed him a lot during my junior and senior years.  Fortunately we got to spend another year and a half together in college as well.  I was so grateful to have my brother nearby as I adjusted to college life.
But since the day Annie was born, she has been my best friend.  As kids we spent all of our time playing together, laughing with each other, and watching Walt Disney movies.  Actually we still love to watch Disney movies together, and we quote them to each other all the time.  Once Annie and I took a long walk together and recited the entire movie, The Emperor's New Groove.  Fortunately I've loosened up and long since abandoned my rule of "absolutely no talking during Walt Disney movies" which I used to enforce upon Annie.  :)

This weekend Annie came out to visit me, and we got to have some good sister time.  It happened to work out that Taylor was even out of town for a bachelor party.  We didn't do anything terribly exciting, but to me it was wonderful. We spent some of the time in Garden City working out, grocery shopping and meeting a friend for lunch.  We also worked up a bunch of peaches I had, made peach butter and froze some zucchini, squash and okra out of my garden.  But during the time she was out here, my favorite part was watching the movies Tangled and Mama Mia together.  It reminded me of all the wonderful movie-watching memories I have with her.
On Sunday Annie headed back home.  I've decided that it is much easier to be the person leaving to drive across the state than to be the person watching them go.

Me and Annie

On a another note, Taylor and I frequently joke that we act like old people.  Well, this week our "old people" behavior has intensified.  Last week a friend of Taylor's asked if we could come play on their softball team because they were short a couple people.  I don't know if they knew what they were asking.  The only softball team I've ever played on was during high school P.E. In those instances, generally we had extra people in the outfield that knew what they were doing and they could cover me and any mistakes I might make.  :)  Anyway we've played softball on this team a couple of times in the past two weeks.  On Monday while Taylor was sprinting to first base, he said it felt like he pulled his quads, and he spent the rest of the time hobbling around.  While he was doing this, I was trying to stretch out my lower back which still bothers me occasionally from an old high school injury.  We spent the rest of the evening groaning as we moved, icing various body parts and applying liberal amounts of Biofreeze.  Yep, we're old people! :)  There is an upside though!  I've found out that I'm not quite as terrible at softball as I thought I might be.  Plus Taylor and I bought some mitts and balls so we can practice some at home.  Things are looking up!

Western Kansas Fact:  I've decided that most people in western Kansas were either race car drivers in a former life, or missed their calling to be one in this life.  Driving fast is definitely the norm.  When I told my old roommate, who is from western Kansas, about how quickly everyone seemed to drive out here she told me, "Well,  you have to if you want to get anywhere without packing a lunch."  She does have point.  We live over 4 hours from the nearest big airport, 30 minutes from a Wal-Mart, and the closest mall is over an hour away (but it is a pretty small one.)  But it's okay with me, I love the rural life.  You couldn't pay me to live in the city.

The Scripture I liked most this week was: The race is not to the swift, nor the battle to the strong.  Ecclesiastes 9:11  The lesson for this scripture talked about how many things in our lives may not go as we planned.  But we need to trust in God and know that He is the one who is in control, not us.  There are many times when I need this reminder.

I hope you all have a wonderful rest of the week!
Lyndee

Time Flies . . .

For me the most satisfying days are those when I can look back and know that I've worked hard to accomplish some goal.  And I despise the unsatisfied, antsy feeling I get when I look back and feel like the day has been wasted.  Time goes by way too quickly for me to be alright with wasting any part of it.  I think that's why I'm a morning person - to me, unless I am dead on my feet, sleeping in is a waste of the best part of the day, and I would much rather be up doing something.  (Unfortunately for him, Taylor does not share the same opinion, and we both decided that it was something of an oversight on our part to not have a door between our bedroom and bathroom.  I think his body is slowly adjusting and learning to tune me out so he can continue sleeping as I get ready in the mornings.)

This weekend I was given a fresh perspective on how quickly time does go by.  We have some neighbors/friends/adopted family back home, and this weekend their daughter, Leah, got married.  The wedding was beautiful, Leah was absolutely gorgeous, and it was a wonderful celebration.  Being at their wedding reminded me of our own wedding and that next month Taylor and I will have been married for a year.  It feels like a lot has happened this past year, but it doesn't really seem possible that 12 months have nearly gone by since our own wonderful day.

At the reception and dance my nephew showed off his dancing skills to Country Girl Shake It For Me by Luke Bryan.  At one point he even tried some break-dance moves!  :)

And while I feel like a lot has happened in our own personal lives within this year, I can't imagine how my Grandpa Patterson feels.  This week he celebrated his 90th birthday, and on Sunday our family had a surprise birthday party for him.  I know Grandpa has said before that the first 50 years fly by, and everything after that is a blur.  For me it's kind of mind boggling to think that during his life the Great Depression and dust bowl occurred, the second World War took place, farmers switched from horses to tractors, societies became desegregated, the Cold War happened, we sent man into space, etc.

And yet so often we all are  just fumbling our way through our lives.  I know that every day of my life won't be a thrilling adventure, but I want to make sure that, even while completing the mundane, but necessary parts of everyday life, I am truly living and being fully present in the moment.

On a side note, while gone over the weekend our garden seems to have exploded.  The cantaloupe and watermelon are growing to gigantic proportions.  The watermelon has even started to climb the fence of our garden in its efforts to continue growing.  Now we'll just have to hope that their taste will be as good as their growing ability.  I'm also very excited because I picked my first peppers off my pepper plants today, but not for the reason you might think.  I started my pepper plants from seeds in my house before I transplanted them to the garden, and the transition was a little rough for them.  Taylor kept making fun of my struggling plants, but I had faith in them.  So we made a bet.  He bet that they wouldn't produce any peppers, but I bet that they would and I told him that if I won, I wanted to get a day at the spa!  Look out full body massage, here I come!!!

Western Kansas Fact:  The gravel/dirt roads out here are not like the ones back in eastern Kansas.  Growing up, you had to be relatively careful on the gravel roads.  They generally were fairly narrow, frequently had lots of potholes or washboards, and lose gravel that could make your vehicle fishtail if you went too quickly.  Truthfully a safe speed would probably be somewhere around 30 miles per hour on those gravel roads although many people drive faster than that.  However out here most people treat the gravel roads just like another highway.  I recently went on one where it had speed limit signs posted at 50 miles per hour.  I've never even seen speed limit signs on our gravel roads back home.  But these roads are generally very wide and flat, and there isn't enough moisture to wear down the roads and make very many potholes or washboards.  But, out of habit, I still get nervous when anyone is driving very fast down them even though they are much safer. 

So far today's scripture has been my favorite one this week.  Pray for each other, that you may be healed.  The earnest prayer of a righteous person has wonderful power and great results. James 5:16  I love this one because it reminds me not to be afraid of my mistakes or sins.  When I acknowledge them and admit them to God and others, I am preventing them from controlling me.  Instead, I can ask for the prayers of others and be healed and become a better Christian myself.  And the same is true for every other person on earth.  

Hope you all have a wonderful week!

Lyndee

Friends and Fireworks

When I was little the fourth of July meant that Dad would give us four kids $20 to share and spend on fireworks.  We would spend forever (or maybe an hour) surveying our options at the white and yellow tent, carefully calculating what assortment of fireworks we could get for that $20.  We were so cautious picking them out - we didn't want to get home and find out later that any part of our money was spent on a lame firecracker.

As I've gotten older, I much prefer watching the professional displays of fireworks as compared to some smaller version I could buy myself (plus my tight-wad self can't get over the fact that I would have to spend a bunch of money to get good fireworks, and then they would be over in 5 seconds.  But it's ok because Taylor is enough of a pyromaniac/firework fanatic for the both of us.) :)
This year because of the extremely dry conditions, we didn't buy any fireworks.  Instead we had a cookout and a card party with some friends.  Then this weekend we went back home for the annual July 4th celebration in my hometown called July Jubilee.  It's an event put of by the Chamber of Commerce at Banner Creek Reservoir.  In the afternoon they have bands perform and a fireworks display later that night.  My sister Katie used to be the Chamber director before she took a new job, but she has continued to be in charge of booking the entertainment.  This year she got our good friends, Joey+Rory and their daughter Heidi, to come back as the headliner for the event.  We were all so excited to see them again!  They also had two of their good friends with them, Colm Kirwan and his sister, Shannon.  They are both Irish, but Colm is living in Nashville and working to make it as a country music singer and Shannon is visiting him for a couple of months. I loved listening to their Irish accents as they talked, although occasionally while talking to them, I found myself unintentionally lilting some of my words the way they do.  I kept thinking, "Jeez, I hope they don't think I'm mocking them!"  Maybe I found it a little too easy to do because me and my little sister Annie are dorks and sometimes we go around talking to each other in accents, mostly English and Irish.  :)

On Friday we all ate supper up at Mom and Dad's and then watched their new TV show which aired for the first time that night.  It's a kind of variety show and it was great.  If any of you want to watch it, it's called "the Joey+Rory" show and it's on the RFD channel on Friday nights at 8:00 p.m. central time.

Joey, my brother Casey, and my two nieces, Kallan and Rowan

Then on Saturday morning, Joey, Rory, and Colm came out to go fishing with Taylor, myself, and my sister's boyfriend, Abe.  It was a beautiful, relaxing morning out by the water.  The fish really weren't biting, but that was ok.  I did catch one little bass, so I was happy.  After some breakfast everybody came back to Mom and Dad's and we all played volleyball.  It was a blast although I now realize how far I've fallen from my high school days of volleyball when I was actually pretty good.  Guess I need to practice more!  :)  Poor Colm and Shannon informed us that in Ireland a hot day is somewhere between 70-80 degrees.  They must have thought we were trying to kill them when we started playing volleyball in the sun in 108 degree weather.

Their show that night at the lake was great and the fireworks were fantastic too.  I know I enjoyed them much more than anything I could have bought myself (plus at the lake they put their fireworks to music, and I just don't think I'm talented enough to time my fireworks to songs) :)
Right after the show they all had to load up and leave because they had a 15 hour drive to make it to Wyoming by 3:00 the next day.  I didn't envy them having to drive all night to get there, but I was so glad they were willing to do it so we could see them all and spend time with them.

I don't know how to describe Heidi's voice, but it is awesome and so unique from so many others that I've heard.

I'm pretty sure all the girls at the lake fell in love with Colm, his accent and the great song he sang called 'Never Alone.'

Annie, Shannon and Katie

Joey+Rory - such wonderful musicians and people we are so blessed to call them our friends.

Western Kansas Fact:  After traveling from eastern Kansas to Western Kansas, use caution when opening any food/makeup or other contents that may be under pressure.  The higher elevation creates increased pressure on them and may cause them to squirt out of their containers the first time they are reopened.  (This seems to happen to my moisturizer every time!)

My favorite scripture this week was:  "I have begun to give Sihon and his land over to you.  Begin to posses it."  Deuteronomy 2:31

I loved this one because of the lesson that went with it.  It said that so often when we face a difficult task or situation, we tend to procrastinate because it seems to big too accomplish.  We don't even know where to begin.  But God tells us that if we will make that first move, He will help us get through it and overcome it one step at a time.  We have to trust in His promise that He will always be with us and will provide for our needs in any situation.  But we must be willing to take that first step.

I hope you all were able to celebrate the freedoms we enjoy here in America this fourth of July and have a great week!

Lyndee

Back to Normal

Well we got all of the wheat cut and it's back to the normal grind. That's ok with me though. Wheat harvest could be compared to a long vacation - You get to take a break from what you normally do, so it's exciting and fun, but by the time it's over, you're ready to be back home. During wheat harvest this was my day:

Get up, get around, turn the sprinkler on the garden/hose on the trees, feed the dog and bucket calf, do a daily devotional, make coffee (lots of coffee) :), pack snacks/drinks, throw in whatever laundry I had time for /pick any peas ready in the garden/hoe the garden (Roshel helped me with the garden some when I didn't have time), leave for the field, wash combine and tractor windows, climb in the tractor and chase down any full combines and have them dump in my grain cart, unload the grain cart on the semi (repeat the last two steps continuously), stop for supper, start again and keep going until the elevator closed or the wheat got too tough to cut for the night - usually around 10 or 11 p.m. (all the while taking any free time while waiting for the combines to fill up by getting out of the tractor and doing jumping jacks, pushups, dips, or step ups off the steps of the tractor, etc.).  Once in a while if the semis were filled really quickly, we would have to wait for them to get back before we could cut anymore, and then I'd have a chance to take a quick walk.  Admittedly the last few days I was getting really tire and I took to sleeping during any of these longer breaks.  To some people this may not sound like much fun, but I loved it.  The best part is that you work hard and at the end of the day, you can see what you accomplished.  Plus we all get to do it together as a family.  I really like that Taylor and I get to work together, each with our own important role to play (he ran one of the combines).  Here's some pictures from harvest and the grain cart I drove.

The most memorable part of harvest, thankfully, did not happen to our crew, but we were able to witness it. A lady was driving her combine to another field and as she went by a house, she got to close to their tree row.  The edge of her header caught the tree and spun her completely into the tree row.  The header was pretty much trashed.  I felt bad for her, but I was sure glad that it wasn't me that did it.

Fortunately I only got fired once during my time as grain cart driver! It was ok though. We started cutting the Sunday before Father's Day. After we got back from church and ate a quick lunch before heading to the field, my father-in-law, Stewart, told me "You know next weekend is Father's Day. Well come Friday, you're fired. I'll rehire you again on Monday." It was so sweet, I got to go home and spend Father's day with my dad and family! :) It was a great weekend! That Friday night my hometown was having their annual 'movie on the square.' They have some people sing in the evening, and then they play some Walt Disney or other animated movie on a big screen on the courthouse square. My mom and sister had been asked to sing, so I got to jump in and sing a little harmony with them. I wished I could have practiced with them beforehand, but it still went pretty well. Singing with my family is one of the things I've missed the most living out here, so it was nice to have a chance to do it again. The movie they played was Happy Feet 2. I haven't seen the first one, but it was still cute and the music in it was pretty fun, plus we went to Dairy Queen before the movie started and got blizzards to eat while we watched. Saturday was nice too. We didn't have anything specific we had to do, so we spent part of the day making apricot jam and taking a couple walks. I had also swung by a garage sale in town and happened to see that they had a couple of bikes for sale. So for $40 I got fairly new 21 speed bike. Kolden brought his bike he got for his birthday over to Mom and Dad's and frequently throughout the day we would go out and ride bikes together. Each session lasted for maybe two minutes, but it was fun all the same.

Here's a link to a video I took while at home.  Annie started out trying to ride Kolden's bike and then it turned into a race!  Annie cracks me up - So cute!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_EHFidZdbws&feature=youtu.be

 Later that night Dad helped me change the oil in my Jeep. In the past I would just help him while he changed it, but I wanted to make sure I could do it, so I had him guide me while I did it. Everything went pretty well except for the fact that my aim leaves a little something to be desired. I strategically placed the oil pan so that when I took the plug out, the oil hit the edge of the pan and splattered all over me and the floor, with just a little going in the pan until I readjusted it. By that point I'd already made a pretty big mess. Dad told me that if I change my oil at my own home next time, I may want to buy five bags of oil dry on hand. :) After I finished up and took a shower, Mom, Dad, Katie, Kyle and I all watched a movie together. It was a really nice weekend, and I couldn't have been happier that I had gotten fired. :)

During harvest I got a new bucket calf.  She was pretty feisty little thing. Taylor had to make a running dive to catch her and it took both of us to hang on to her to get her into the back of the truck and up to the house.  When I went out to feed her for the first time, she didn't really run from me as much as run at me.  And after I got her fed, she ran back into her hutch and started pawing the ground at me.  I decided to name her Pepper because she was fiery.  She has calmed down a bunch though, and now I can pet her, although she still doesn't like Taylor.

I was really excited Tuesday.  After Taylor got off work, we drove up north to his friend's house and picked up four kittens. They had a bunch of cats and needed to give some away.  I've been wanting more cats ever since my first two, Flynn and Quinn, died.  (They were killed by the T-O-D "truck of death."  Both of htem met their end in the fan of Taylor's truck).  I'm hoping things will go better this time because now we have a she where we can park our vehicles, so hopefully they won't be able to get in there and make a habit of climbing underneath them for shelter.  I have two orange ones and two tiger striped ones.  The orange kitties names are Skip and Bang (I name the one Bang for the show the Big Bang Theory because of the "soft kitty, warm kitty" song on it).

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UGt5H3_ygdQ

Taylor named the other two Leonitus and Prescilla. I'm not 100% sure what Bently thinks of them or what he would do with them if we weren't around but so far so good.

Like everywhere in Kansas it's been really hot out here. Once while we were harvesting the thermometer on the tractor read 115 degrees. Thankfully I'm used to the "land-of-near-100%-humidity," so even though it's hot, the heat is dry and pretty tolerable. It also cools off fairly well at night, too, so that's nice.

Western Kansas Fact: When putting up mailboxes, road signs, etc, anyone out here should consider the fact that very large machinery, especially combine headers, frequently travel the dirt roads. So anything put on the side of the road should either be set back off the road quite a ways, or be very short so headers can be raised above them. Otherwise they are likely to get damaged. During harvest, when we would move to a different field, it frequently looked like the combines were going through some sort of obstacle course to maneuver around the road signs and mailboxes.  Thankfully I didn't have to worry about it because my grain cart isn't that wide.

My favorite scripture recently has been: "Come aside by yourselves to a deserted place and rest a while."  Mark 6:31 The lesson with this one reminded us not to make ourselves too busy. Even the disciples doing God's work in the presence of Jesus Christ needed to stop and take a break sometimes. It reminded me that God knows we're not machines, and he doesn't expect us to be some type of energizer bunny, but it also made me think that I can't allow this to be some sort of excuse where I allow myself to bow out of any requests God may make of me.

Hope you all have a wonderful weekend!

Lyndee

Running Behind

Hey everyone, sorry I'm running behind on my next blog post. We're harvesting right now and we don't generally leave the wheat fields until 10-11 p.m. As soon as we're done I'll try to get the next one up. Have a good day! Lyndee