I got back home late last night just to find we were low on fire wood, and I have a pile of chores to get done before bad weather sets in. As I was working on stacking the wood I have spent all day chopping, the “thought” came creeping in, why are we homesteading, why are we farming, this is so much work all the time, I’m tired, I’m sore, it would be easier to stop and just go and live “normal”. Those of y’all that homestead understand the massive amount of work that goes into this lifestyle...
Then I looked up
I saw starts strung across the sky
I became still
The silence of a winter night was broken by my daughter running through the house after bath time.
Thus I was reminded, I do this because it is right where God put me.
Genesis 3:19
19 By the sweat of your brow(A) you will eat your food(B) until you return to the ground, since from it you were taken; for dust you are and to dust you will return.”(C)
Then I looked up
I saw starts strung across the sky
I became still
The silence of a winter night was broken by my daughter running through the house after bath time.
Thus I was reminded, I do this because it is right where God put me.
Genesis 3:19
19 By the sweat of your brow(A) you will eat your food(B) until you return to the ground, since from it you were taken; for dust you are and to dust you will return.”(C)