We started our day by watching the boys (minus Micaiah) play soccer. All three won. Our big boys play on one team and Brodey plays on another. It sure is a blessing to be able to watch those boys play sports. They really are doing well and are learning to be fierce competitors, as well as good sportsmen. We are so proud of them.
When we got back from the soccer fields ( and Bob Evan's, Becky always wants B.E. after soccer) I changed into my work duds and started addressing a long list of things that need done before the snow flies. I'm exhausted as I sit here and write this. I'm not sure that I should be since I only worked for about five hours, but I am. I cleaned out the nest boxes in the coop. I cleaned up some of the debris the pigs had created in the coop. I mowed some of the grass in the big yard to prepare for the broilers coming out to the field pen. I moved the broilers out to the field pen. I continued disassembling the "junk" barn. It was the kind of afternoon that I just didn't want to end. I was working hard and I was really enjoying it. Tomorrow I probably will not work out side other than doing the regular chores of feeding and watering the animals because it is Sunday and after church I'll be spending time with my family and getting things ready to start them back to work and school on Monday. As soon as I can get back at the work that I was doing today I will. It was enjoyable because I was out there working by myself and so I was alone with my thoughts. I need that from time to time. I think everyone needs that from time to time. It gave me some extra time to talk things over with God. I enjoyed that. As I worked and hashed things out with my maker I had the sound of the fire crackling in my ear as I burned some of the scrap wood coming off of the barn. I also had birds singing as they played in the vines growing on the hay barn. I had the occasional cackle of hens in the field pens and snort of a pig or two from over in the pig pen. All the while I had visions of the green grass that will grown under the footprint of this old barn in months to come. It was a "whistle while you work" kind of afternoon. So as I sit here physically tired from the work I did today, my soul sings from the satisfaction that it brought. Thank you, Father in Heaven for allowing me the privilege to work this small piece of ground and to be a caretaker of your animals. Thank you.
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