I don't know. All I know is we have filed and they can't sell our farm tomorrow. It's an odd sense of relief, there is still a battle to be fought. Our attorney tried to work with the lender and his attorney. But the lender would not postpone or work with us. So we did the only earthly thing possible.
It's not pleasant but, we are still here, still milking our little toast colored beauties... (I may get mad and complain about them, weather, prices, and such... but at least God knows my heart.) We are being led by peace and not our wants. If we had peace with packing up and leaving... we would have gone LONG before now. And I mean years and years and years ago.
HOME... what a beautiful word. Both earthly and heavenly.
I want to cry, laugh, put a sign out in the yard with this :-p on it... see that's my carnal side coming out... I'm still working on being heavenly minded. :)
Sending good thoughts your way every day
ReplyDeleteWhat a huge sigh of relief I felt myself. I knew that's what those papers flying were the other day. "Home". Hugs. Jenn
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ReplyDeleteGlad to hear things are better and you have some relief from what has been a very stressful and heartbreaking situation! I'll continue to keep all these things in prayer.
Blessings from the Cabin,
Claudia O.
I'm with you Sara. Hang in there.
ReplyDeleteJared.
Having lost "home" long long ago I sympathize with your anxiety and sadness. The long violin note of fearful waiting is lethal. This taste of peace...savor it...rest in it.
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