I bought a farm.
Can’t even believe I can say those words out loud.
Those of you closest to me know exactly what these words represent.
Over 3 decades of dreams that I only ever thought would remain in my head that now have the potential to be fulfilled.
Hope. Roots. Ministry. Peace. Healing. let’s not forget, horses, cows, goats, big dogs, lots of people ❤️❤️
I’ve dreamed of roots. I’ve not felt they were ever going to be a thing for me once we left our home in winnetka. Now I feel like it’s time for some beautiful big deep roots
And TN. I didn’t do that. In fact, I was pretty sure God had closed the doors to my TN dream and had firmly locked them shut.
My Bible study leader was talking about beauty from ashes.
Let me be abundantly clear that how this came about can and will never be ANYTHING other than God’s providence. I never should have seen the listing. My agent could have said, you aren’t ready. The lender should have said no. The owners and the agent of the owners could not have been as lively and wonderful and affirming re what here in TN they refer to as “God winks”. They should have NEVER agreed to my complicated terms. That is another beautiful story for another post.
But for now. Levi and I will sit here on this porch and survey all that God has provided and start making plans for which of the ministries God will allow us to pursue first❤️
