The last several years have been hard.
There were moments I felt the dreams of having a bed and breakfast and a therapy farm with some goats and some horses were going to happen.
And when Jon shattered our family in Feb of this year I couldn’t see how any of the rest of my dreams could come to pass.
Apparently for a moment there I completely forgot who my God is. The God that gave me the giftings and the desires to do all the things. The God that allowed me many opportunities over the years and especially in Sedona to practice my love of hospitality and planning things.
You see, God had never left me. God had not forgotten my dreams nor had he forsaken me.
And God did a thing. Such a big thing that I really truly still can’t hardly believe it. And be very clear, this is a God thing. Nothing about this makes sense on paper from any standpoint. EVERY step of the way God made it clear His hand was in this and it wasn’t because of anything I could have made happen. Perfect strangers (MANY of them) rallied around me and got this to happen.
There are so many wonderful pieces and people in this story that I promise to share soon. But right here, right now, take s look at the Miracle god has allowed.
I envision so many beautiful things happening in this space. I envision powerful healing and redemption and beauty.
She needs a name. I’ve been praying and praying and I will know it when I hear it.
Because today, today God gave me a farm.
