Our horses came to us about four years ago. I have loved them dearly, but we didn't spend the time with them that they require. A few days ago we gave them to a wonderful family. I knew it was pleasing to the Lord to bless these girls in this manner. I also knew it would be good for the horses. We loaded them up in the stock trailer and Michael and Jacob drove them to their new home. I remained home to dry my tears. I do miss them, but I know that this is the best for them. Plus, they have a wonderful new family with two teenage girls who will spend ample time with them.
The other change came this week wasn't so pleasing to me. We have had a hard time keeping our sheep on our property. One of our neighbors doesn't mind a few sheep in his field. I think he likes them, but the other neighbor apparently did mind. He wasn't the kindest person concerning this matter. We knew we didn't have enough time to rebuild the fence, and we couldn't guarantee that the sheep would never wander onto his property again. So we sold them all. I cried myself to sleep that night. I miss them dearly. Our farm sounds so quiet. At times I look out to the pastures and it doesn't seem like a farm any more. In my mind, farm equals lots and lots of animals. Now all that we have are 50 chickens and 3 beef cows and 2 jersey cows. Well don't forget the English Mastiff and the Border Collie!
It seems to me that we have taken a step backwards. My husband on the other hand is breathing a sigh of relief. The farm has been a lot for him to handle with a full time job. We have put so much effort into the farm this past year that we have let the house go. It is time to switch gears and finish renovating our home. I am happy about this, but I still want my sheep back!
grace and peace,