Last week I was so angry, so discouraged. We've been taking step after step towards having a farm. We dreamed of buying our own small piece of land and building a farm on it. We've had gardens and we have animals. We are a suburban farm family. I like it because it's different. I gave up. Ripped up Dennis' paper and said I am completely done with the farm. I'm out, no more. And then God took over.
God gave mom and I a dream of a rehab agency. The farm and rehab agency seem to be merging.
My heart is to share our animals with kids who struggle in whatever way to meet the demands of this world and can benefit from interacting with our environment.
including but not limited to autism, sensory issues, trauma (trauma causes sensory issues)
The question came to mind "Maybe we don't need as much as we think we do for the farm"
And then God gave us Franconia.
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