Ron worked on the chicken house all day Saturday. What a huge project this has been. It is very nice and I will be glad when it is finished. I don't think I would have even said yes, had I known how much time and energy he would have to give for this. I worked with him until Saturday about noon, then the boys came out and helped him cut tin and hammer it down. They worked so hard until the sun set. We try not to work on Sundays because it just doesn't work for us. It always seems like you start Monday behind the eight ball.
All is well though, and I am happy and contented and full of joy for this coming week. I have so many, many things to be thankful for.
"Trust is the ground for our thanksgiving---no matter what happens. He is still at work, even though it may not look as though He is, and He is the God of deliverance, The Lord is my strength and my song."
Last year at this time, I had given up all hope, and felt forsaken and alone and didn't understand, why God was allowing the things that He was, life was very dark for me. Now one short year later, I see why, and realize no matter what I felt, God was doing great things, so this year, my Thanksgiving is filled with such awe that so many things that I thought would be the end of me, was in truth the very beginning of wonder.
" Our heart shall rejoice in Him, because we have trusted in His holy name."
Thank you so much for being apart of that hope, your words and your friendship, gave me encouragement to go on one more day. I am Thankful for each of you who take time to stop in, to read what I write, to laugh at and to cry with and to keep me striving to be better than I am. You have truly, given to me such gifts as I could never repay,
Have a lovely Thanksgiving,