These were taken Holy Week or the week before, I'm not sure. Currently, we are dealing with a nasty respiratory infection and Eleanor has strep throat as well. It's been a long week. I was thinking yesterday that some of the kids might be turning a corner but now three kids have fevers...oh well. I'll post these pictures to remind me of happier times. :)
This is Eleanor in her natural habitat :) she has a lot of school work this year.
Sweet Felicity!
We all love watching the pigs! :)
The other day Moses asked Clayton when could we put BBQ sauce on them? ha!
Spring in Missouri is so amazing!
~ You don't have to have the best stuff, to have the best life. ~
Have you done pigs before? We haven't. Ours are almost 1 year old, but not ready to be butchered. They are also a smaller breed (the American guinea hog)!
ReplyDeleteI have not heard of that pig breed. Ours actually go to the butcher next week. :)
DeleteGerhardt’s powerful hymn:
ReplyDelete“Give to the Winds Thy Fears”
challenges us to make our fears like chaff, throwing them to the wind.
God is well aware of what His children face (Ps 56:8). “Weeping may tarry for the night, but joy comes with the morning” (Ps 30:5).
The second stanza below encourages us to trust more fully in the sovereign God of all creation.
What God has done is rightly done.
The third stanza alludes to Isaiah 55:8–9—God’s thoughts are not our thoughts, and His ways not our ways.
Because of this, we need not fear (Ps 56:3).
Our only response is to wonder at the wisdom and strength of the God who loves us, our heavenly Father who gives us bread and fish, not stones and snakes (Mt 7:7–11).
“Give to the winds thy fears, Hope, and be undismayed; God hears thy sighs
and counts thy tears, God shall lift up thy head, Through waves and clouds
and storms He gently clears the way; Wait thou His time,
so shall the night Soon end in joyous day.
Still heavy is thy heart? Still sink thy spirits down? Cast off the weight,
let fear depart, And every care be gone. He everywhere has sway, And all things serve His mind; His every act pure blessing is, His path unsullied light.
Far, far above thy thought His counsel shall appear, When fully He the work
hath wrought That caused thy needless fear. Leave to His sovereign will To choose and to command: With wonder filled,
thou then shalt own How wise, how strong His hand.”
— Paul Gerhardt, 1656 tr. John Wesley, 1739