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It never fails ~ when my husband goes away on business~ something always happens. I am not kidding. I am not afraid of it anymore I just count on it and I have become use to the idea. He has been gone on business this week and sure enough the first night he had left we had the storm of all storms at Farming on Faith~ we live up on a big hill and the wind never stops blowing even on a normal day but when it storms it is major up on this hill~ all my flower pots have been broken this year. I just can't have a flag pole on the house at all~ in the past our trampoline had been picked up and did a yo yo dance across 5 acres until it rested in the top of the trees in the back woods and our garage door has been sucked in like a juice box just to name a few.

Well Sunday night as it began to storm~ we lost power~ we had no Internet and no way of knowing what the weather was going to do. Brian was keeping us informed from Tennessee throughout the night if we should head to the storm cellar or not. It stormed all night.

As the power went out it was not such a big deal until morning came and it was time to start my day. During the night we lit candles and it was not big deal but when morning came ~it was a big deal. I mean after all~ a girl needs her coffee~ and I need a blow dryer for Heaven's sake. I had no TV news ~no toaster and the telephones did not work. Beginning the day with no power was simply an inconvenience and a disruption of routine. And let me tell you ~ I am a creature of habit!  I like routine. Call me dramatic~but it felt like my own little disaster! Thank the Lord the power came on before I had to look as though I got ready in the dark.

How often do you rush through your day without connecting to the Almighty Power Source? How often do we spend more time reading the day's news or watching TV than we spend reading our Bible? When was the last time you picked up your Bible and prayed until God gave you some answers to the issues that face you today? Unfortunately the radio replaces listening the the Spirit. Even this morning I find myself reacting to people and circumstances in a spirit of fear rather than the spirit of "power and of love and of a sound mind" that God has given us.



A spiritually unkempt person appears to be one dressed and groomed in the dark~not so pretty~especially without a blow dryer.

Our power outage was short-lived but it reminded me just how much I need my power source each and every day. I need to start each day by seeking the Lord~ we have no idea what a day may hold and we need to stay connected to God. Not only do I need His strength for my well being and success in this life but we were created to glorify God by living in His power and letting that power shine to a lost and dying world. So I ask you this question ~ How long has it been?

How long has it been since you talked with the Lord
And told him your heart's hidden secrets
How long since you prayed how long since you stayed
On your knees till the light shone through
How long has it been since your mind felt at ease
How long since your heart knew no burden
Can you call him your friend how long has it been since you knew that he cared for you.


How long has it been since you knelt by your bed and prayed to the Lord up in heaven
How long since you knew that he’d answer you
And would keep you the long night through
How long has it been since you woke with the dawn and felt that the day’s worth the living
Can you call him your friend how long has it been since you knew that he cared for you.

2 Timothy 1:6-12

King James Version (KJV)

 ⁶Wherefore I put thee in remembrance that thou stir up the gift of God, which is in thee by the putting on of my hands.
 ⁷For God hath not given us the spirit of fear; but of power, and of love, and of a sound mind.
 ⁸Be not thou therefore ashamed of the testimony of our Lord, nor of me his prisoner: but be thou partaker of the afflictions of the gospel according to the power of God;
 ⁹Who hath saved us, and called us with an holy calling, not according to our works, but according to his own purpose and grace, which was given us in Christ Jesus before the world began,
 ¹⁰But is now made manifest by the appearing of our Saviour Jesus Christ, who hath abolished death, and hath brought life and immortality to light through the gospel:
 ¹¹Whereunto I am appointed a preacher, and an apostle, and a teacher of the Gentiles.
 ¹²For the which cause I also suffer these things: nevertheless I am not ashamed: for I know whom I have believed, and am persuaded that he is able to keep that which I have committed unto him against that day

 ⁹The Lord is not slack concerning his promise, as some men count slackness; but is longsuffering to us-ward, not willing that any should perish, but that all should come to repentance.

It has been unseasonably cool here at Farming on Faith. I have turned off the air and opened the windows. Along with a wonderful cool breeze flowing through my window I hear beautiful harmony from all the birds~ along with some protest of my chickens to be let out of their coop. It simply amazes me still after living here three years to listen to all the birds~ they sing in three part harmony~it is so soothing. Farming on Faith is  kind-of noisy in the morning and evening ~but it really is music to my ears. It sure is different than living in the city. Now My Brian on the hand has his head covered in pillows~he is home today and doesn't wish to enjoy the birds singing at 6:00 AM. LOL


Why do birds sing? 


 By them shall the fowls of the heaven have their habitation, which sing among the branches.




 I will sing unto the LORD as long as I live: I will sing praise to my God while I have my being.


Here is my challenge for you today~ 
Are others pointed to Jesus because of your song? I am going to sing today ~how about you?

Psalm 40:3

And he hath put a new song in my mouth, even praise unto our God: many shall see it, and fear, and shall trust in the LORD.


I am taking part in the~Farmgirl  Friday Barn Hop.
Welcome all you farm girls!
I am so glad you stopped by~Howdy!

Please leave a note on the Hen House door on your way out! 

Yesterday I was talking to my girl on the phone and Boston was hungry so she gave him some blueberries~blueberries are his new favorite thing in life~ and I heard him say, "thank you." Only I wish I could type how he said it~ he kind-of has his own little language. It was so~ so~ cute. Of course~ Grammy will say so.


I remember like yesterday teaching his momma to say~ "thank you" and "please." Nothing did my heart more good than to hear my children and now my little Boston utter those words for the first time~ priceless. These words make the connection between asking politely and receiving gratefully. 


But as our children grow we become more lackadaisical at saying please and thank you. We somehow let it slip as our children grow older. Shame on us! But even worse yet God's children become adept as we grow older with our Heavenly Father. We can tend to petition more than we praise~ouch! While God wants us to come to Him with all our needs ~ He urges us to make gratitude a habit. 

Happy Monday~ I just love Mondays. I know ~call me crazy~but I always have. To me they represent a brand new page and  I love nothing more than to organize a new week. I am catching my second wind on this beautiful Monday. We have traveled and had company and ran from one event to another~no lazy days of summer so far. I have been reading your post but not commenting much~ I hope to get caught up this week.

Please pray for our city as the flood waters are being released up north of us and we are praying that our levies will not be break. Missouri has bit hit hard by storms and floods this Spring season for sure. 


As I opened my devotion from Girlfriend's in God this morning the writer~Sharon Jaynes~ is sharing this story.

Let me tell you~ I went shopping.


I went to the Nell Hills Tent Sale. We lined up at seven in the morning ~the doors opened at nine. We drank coffee and visited in line. I went along with my sister and a group of ladies from her church. We had a really fun time listening to stories from a missionary from  Papua New Guinea. A stalk of celery is selling for $32.00 a stalk there~ made me want to eat celery all day that day. A container of Betty Crocker frosting sells for $50.00. Most all the families live on rice and what they grow in their gardens. My~ we have it good here in America~even with the bad economy.