Thee Farm Wife

Thee Farm Wife

Sunday, November 19, 2017

Big Girl Panties

I should be at church right now. Should be. Need to be. But I am enveloped by chaos. Children screaming, refusing to obey. So much laundry. Dirty dishes. And I cleaned ALL DAY yesterday. 

It's hard to find hope in the midst of chaos, isn't it?

My Bible is right by my side. I know it contains HOPE in all of it's pages. 

  • for this child I have prayed 
  • streams of grace
  • my hope is in the LORD
  • only ask and you shall receive
  • as long as I breathe, I hope
  • God will continue and finish the good work He began in me
  • love will overflow
  • He gives me a future and a hope
From James 5:7-10 (my paraphrase):
Wash your hands...purify your hearts...cry over what you have done...grieve over what was lost. Cry instead of laughing it off. Embrace the gloom for a moment. Joy will come. 
In other words, give yourself time to admit that it is a mess. That the kids are being awful. That you should've gone to church. Cry in the bathroom until your mascara runs. Feel sorry for yourself.
And then put on your Big Girl Panties and deal with it!
~Carolyn's Mama




 Be brave,

Thee Farm Wife







Look what Joanna made us do - Taylor Swift parody

Wednesday, November 8, 2017

Perhaps


"Perhaps I need some time to settle in before I can begin to write. And for the first time ever, I allow myself the reckless thought that it may not matter if I write or not: with no one here to judge me, discovering what exactly I will do may be a more interesting project than writing a book."

Drinking The Rain 
[a memoir]
Alix Kates Shulman

Tuesday, October 3, 2017

Welcome to #write31days Thee Farm Wife Edition

Join me for 31 days as I try to help you (and me!) find balance, discover your place in life and make character improvements. 

From parenting to praying with your spouse, and from organizing the messes to making time for friends - we'll cover it all, one sweet day at a time.

Let's build homes that glorify God and reflect who we are in Him. No more messes and no more chaos! 

Meet me here every day in 
October for encouragement and reflection.



Welcome Home. I am so glad that you are here.

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 I’ll be adding a link to each day once a post goes live.


Day One: Write Your Story
Day Two: Silence
Day Three: Reaping What You Sow

Day Three: Reaping What You Sow

Harvest began today here on Thee Farm. The combine rolls over soybeans and dust flies. So much dust at times that it chokes and blinds. What was planted in April, came to life, and then withered and died so it could be harvested. Bounty. Only by Thee Amazing Grace of God.

The same applies to our daily lives. 

2 Corinthians 9:6Consider this: Whoever sows sparingly will also reap sparingly, and whoever sows generously will also reap generously.

Now, there is no guarantee that when we plant the seed that it will ever grow. In fact, some had to replant seed that had gotten too much rain. There are insects. Too hot. Too cold. Not enough fertilizer. Soil that is too compacted. Weeds.

A Harvest Story
13 1-3 At about that same time Jesus left the house and sat on the beach. In no time at all a crowd gathered along the shoreline, forcing him to get into a boat. Using the boat as a pulpit, he addressed his congregation, telling stories.
3-8 “What do you make of this? A farmer planted seed. As he scattered the seed, some of it fell on the road, and birds ate it. Some fell in the gravel; it sprouted quickly but didn’t put down roots, so when the sun came up it withered just as quickly. Some fell in the weeds; as it came up, it was strangled by the weeds. Some fell on good earth, and produced a harvest beyond his wildest dreams.
“Are you listening to this? Really listening?” 

Jesus spoke in parables. I find it striking that He asked if His audience was really listening. His Message was falling on deaf ears.

In our home, we often find ourselves as parents saying, "Are you listening to me?!" "Does anyone hear me?!" "Why can't you kids listen????!!!"

My message falls on ears that are full of rocks and weeds. I haven't preached truth into their little ears. Children obey your parents because it is good. Parents don't provoke your children to anger. Love the little children. All of these truths are little seeds planted in hearts.

I don't think it's too late to replant. Yes, fall harvest is going on right in my backyard. But the real Harvest? The time when I will know that the seeds of truth fell on them and grew and grew their faith.

Scatter your seeds intentionally. Take time to water them in the Word. Pull out the weeds of lies and deception. Pick up the rocks so they don't stumble. Shade them when there is too much sun and let the Son shine in their darkness.

Over the next few weeks I hope to walk through this planting and harvesting season with you. Taking back our homes from clutter. Our marriages from distractions. Our health by planning good meals and skipping the drive thru.

Are you listening to this? Really listening?~Jesus

Love,
Thee Farm Wife