Prairie Oak Homestead

We lost a chicken today to another fox...We had a neighbor stop by the house to let me know he took care of that fox. I was very thankful. I just hope that's the end of it. I was doing paperwork today for the business and after 3 hours of entering info, I somehow lost it. :( Looks like I will be doing it again... Our garden is an embarrassment. Every year I have high hopes and every year my health gets the better of the garden. Hunter does some, but it's been nine thousand degrees outside for us to do much out there. Weeds, weeds, everywhere. :( Green beans are done.  Waiting on tomatoes and peppers still... My husband has been working late most nights and I hardly see him. I know it's that time of year and I'm thankful he has a job, I just miss him.  I miss adult conversation at times.  I miss so many things. Sigh... Sorry for the discouragement. I'm just frustrated. I'm human and feeling bummed right now...

I haven't been sleeping well.  I just can't seem to rest.  I have so many things on my mind, so many people to pray for, and then there's that song that just won't leave my brain.  All this contributes to lack of sleep and pure exhaustion during the day.  I know it's God's strength that keeps me going.  I wouldn't be able to move one foot in front of the other right now if it weren't for Him. :)  It feels like everything is just a blur.  One week from today I will be having surgery, one that hopefully will change my life for the better.  I'm looking forward to all the benefits in the end. I've been struggling on how to deal with the pre-surgery jitters.  I normally would "displace" myself and just withdraw to another "place."  This is how I coped being sexually abused.  I was never "in" the moment.  When I am in excruciating pain, this is how I handle it.  I don't focus on it, but I "go somewhere else...

Prayer for Our Children Father, hear us, we are praying, Hear the words our hearts are saying, We are praying for our children. Keep them from the powers of evil, From the secret, hidden peril, From the whirlpool that would suck them, From the treacherous quicksand, pluck them. From the worldling’s hollow gladness, From the sting of faithless sadness, Holy Father, save our children. Through life’s troubled waters steer them, Through life’s bitter battle cheer them, Father, Father, be Thou near them. Read the language of our longing, Read the wordless pleadings thronging, Holy Father, for our children. And wherever they may bide, Lead them Home at eventide. Amy Carmichael What to Do About Feelings Do not debunk feelings as such. Remember they are given to us as part of our humanity. Do not try to fortify yourself against emotions. Recognize them; name them, if that helps; and then lay them open before the Lord for His training of your responses. The discipline of emotions is the trainin...