How a city girl, gone country grieves (and raises cows): Shootin' From the Hip!
How a city girl, gone country grieves
(and raises cows)
met Kimberly through farming. She, like me, has been dropped into this
life and is learning to love it just like me. She is a Christian,
however, our pasts are nothing alike. I've asked her to share her story
on my Blog over the next weeks or months or however long it takes. It is
filled with much grief and loss but will hopefully make you laugh and
smile and grow and grieve along with her.
I struggled on what message I wanted to put out this week. I had my own personal dealings, the crises in our nation, farm-life antics, marriage dribbles, even faith-walk testimonies. I'm shooting from the hip this week with a collection of sayings to encourage thought and inspire joy:
Thank God He's not finished with me yet!
In the midst of all the pain and anguish of day to day battles, the sun is still shining somewhere.
The view of earth from space is spectacular. It looks like we all get along.
Harmony requires different tones, pitches, shades, shapes and volumes.
Live today as if it's your last; your priorities will look a whole lot different.
There is no statute of limitation on grief.
Fewer things speak louder than the silence of a peaceful gesture.
There is no freedom in dependence on man.
The devil is a liar.
Scars remind us where we've been; they don't dictate where we're going.
Life is not a test. If it was, I'd be cheating off a millionaire
Keep the faith; at the end of the rope that's about the only thing left.
Wear muck boots in the pasture, dress boots to church and flip flops to the grocery. Not the reverse.