I wish you a thankful heart, tomorrow and every day of the year!
HAPPY THANKSGIVING!!
Until next time.........God Bless........
Welcome to the Goodwife's blog! Here I write about our lives and the journey God is taking us on. It's a wild and wonderful ride, full of happiness and the occasional heartbreak, but the one constant is our love for Jesus Christ and our faith that God has a plan for us! We strive to submit to His will for our lives in all ways. We try to be good stewards of the land and animals God has blessed us with.
Wednesday, November 23, 2011
Monday, November 21, 2011
Did I Forget Something........or Another Episode of Confessions of a Goodwife
If you aren't new to my blog you may be asking yourself a question. You may be sitting there sayin', "GOODWIFE!! What about your birthday pigs?? What about Ed Earl and Lu Lu?!? How can you possibly leave out such an important detail about the past few months?!? Then again, perhaps you are sittin' there at your computer sayin', "Edearlwhosis? Lulawhatshername? What the carp are you talkin' about lady??
To those of you who are swine minded and are just achin' to know what happened to my dear Ed Earl and Luanne, I'm going to tell you, but first let me share a couple pics of my dear hoggies.....
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| My dear Ed Earl..... |
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| Pretty Lu Lu...... |
K, so if you've caught up on what's going on you know we made a major move. I couldn't take my piggies with me. Pigs are an acquired taste and you must truly understand swine to love them. Most folks don't, so asking The Aunt and Uncle to let me keep my porcine cuties over at their place was out of the question. I was faced with a decision. I could sell them.............. or eat them........my belly won (as it usually does).
It's true.......you know you are a hardcore homesteadin' goodwife when you can eat your beloved birthday swine with nary a qualm. I did have trouble sayin' good by to Ed Earl, but having the meat from two HUGE hogs in our freezer has really saved us in our present situation. We eat pork and that's about it. Oh yeah, and if you are wondering if there truly is a difference in heirloom pork, the answer is a resounding YES! I've never eaten a juicier pork chop in my life. The Man is a pork steak eater because chops are usually dry. Not so with Ed Earl's fine flesh. Juicy, tender, moist, and just plain yummy!
So there you have it. Now you can stop agonizing over the detail I forgot in my tale......
Til next time...........
God Bless...............
Friday, November 18, 2011
Life in Kentucky, and A Few More Changes.........
If you've missed posts one, two, three, and four, you may want to read them first!
As we settled into our new lives in Kentucky, I was still fighting God on some things. I'm not proud of this. I think usually I'm pretty good at letting God have the reins, but on some things I have to take my time coming to terms with His plan. One of those things was letting my goats go. I held on and cried, and held on and cried and then I finally accepted that God didn't want me to have goats right now. As you may remember from this installment of our story, my goats were over at The Aunt and Uncle's place. Tommy had to be housed with Tulip, Star, and their six kids and that wasn't working out so well. A buck will run does ragged because they are pretty much always ready to breed, even if the girls aren't, especially a Pygmy like Tommy. The 3 buck kids were also running their sisters ragged and I was stressed to the breaking point.
I put Tommy and 4 of the kids on craigslist and sold them quickly. That alleviated some of my stress and I settled in to milking my girls. The Aunt and Uncle's 100 acre farm is only about 4 miles from where we live, but I had to make that 4 mile drive in Black Betty. It was costing me $20 a week to go over and do my chores. As a few weeks went on, the grass and brush in the 1 acre paddock they were in was gone. My girls were losing weight. We are not in the financial position to be spending money on extras, and sadly that includes critters. I had to make a choice between Champ and the goat girls. I lay on the couch in The Man's lap crying my fool eyes out and then I accepted that God wanted me to sell my girls.
I got on the computer and emailed my dear friend Jennifer from Our Little Farm. She lives about 45 minutes from where we are now and she's been a saving grace to us on this journey. I asked her if she knew anybody that would want to buy my girls, each with a doe kid at their side. She said she didn't really know of anybody, but then she emailed me back and said she was talking with her husband about it and would get back with me. In the meantime, I also sold off a bunch of my little pullets, leaving me with only 6 pullets and three ducks. A really perfect and manageable number. Jennifer got back with me and said she wanted to buy my girls! Whew! Such an answer to prayer. They have a wonderful home with Jennifer and her family and she is milking them and loving them and that means everything to me.
We still have our three dogs, our cat, the 6 laying hens, and our Muscovy drake and his ladies. They free range during the day and are giving us enough eggs for us to eat. No extras, but that's ok, we have enough for us and I can afford to feed them! I of course still have Champ, and he is here at our house with me now. He's right out my bedroom window and I love hearing him nicker for me in the mornings.
Selling Champ is not, and has not ever been an option. If the Lord leads us somewhere else and I can't take him, I'll put him down. He will be 24 in the spring and I'll not take the chance of him being neglected somewhere else. Of course, if God were to present me with a home for him, I would follow God's direction, but the thought of trusting his welfare to another person is oh so difficult for me, especially as I'm surrounded by horribly neglected and starving horses.
God has provided The Man with a job. He makes in a month what he used to make in a week, but he is relatively stress free, and happy. We have enough. Having enough is huge, and God is good. We aren't on any state aid, although we do qualify and if it gets to where we need it we will apply. We don't have health insurance anymore, but our faith in our Heavenly Father is better than any insurance policy on earth.
Our bankruptcy is final and our credit score didn't take as big a hit as we had feared. I think because it was so high to begin with. However, we've both decided not to borrow money for anything. If we can't pay cash, we'll do without. We were able to sell The Dodge and we've got that money in savings, to be used for emergencies. We wanted to live the self-sufficient lifestyle, but there is absolutely nothing self sufficient about being deeply in debt. This is the first time in our marriage that we've been footloose and fancy free. The first time we've ever rented, the first time we've been unfettered and it is a good feeling. We are constantly praying and asking God to show us. Show us what to do, show us where to go, show us how to be better servants to Him. Our family is closer than ever and our marriage is still steady as a rock. I know the reason for that......God is the head and the center of our lives.
Will we stay here? Who knows! We certainly don't. We are asking God to guide us where He would have us. Use us, let us be shining lights for Him. We are still homeschooling Shayla but are beginning to feel strongly that God wants us to put her back in school. We've told her to pray deeply about it, as well as praying about it as a family. We are His to do with as He will. Our faith, while already strong, has grown by leaps and bounds. I can't wait to see what He does with us next!
Thank you dear readers for your comments, thoughts, and prayers. Please know you've all been on my mind and I've missed you dearly. I'm back though because I love to witness through my blog and I love sharing with you all. Reading about your triumphs and your trials is a great comfort and inspiration to me.
We may no longer be Goodwife Farm, but I remain, as always, the Goodwife!
Until next time,
God Bless...........
As we settled into our new lives in Kentucky, I was still fighting God on some things. I'm not proud of this. I think usually I'm pretty good at letting God have the reins, but on some things I have to take my time coming to terms with His plan. One of those things was letting my goats go. I held on and cried, and held on and cried and then I finally accepted that God didn't want me to have goats right now. As you may remember from this installment of our story, my goats were over at The Aunt and Uncle's place. Tommy had to be housed with Tulip, Star, and their six kids and that wasn't working out so well. A buck will run does ragged because they are pretty much always ready to breed, even if the girls aren't, especially a Pygmy like Tommy. The 3 buck kids were also running their sisters ragged and I was stressed to the breaking point.
I put Tommy and 4 of the kids on craigslist and sold them quickly. That alleviated some of my stress and I settled in to milking my girls. The Aunt and Uncle's 100 acre farm is only about 4 miles from where we live, but I had to make that 4 mile drive in Black Betty. It was costing me $20 a week to go over and do my chores. As a few weeks went on, the grass and brush in the 1 acre paddock they were in was gone. My girls were losing weight. We are not in the financial position to be spending money on extras, and sadly that includes critters. I had to make a choice between Champ and the goat girls. I lay on the couch in The Man's lap crying my fool eyes out and then I accepted that God wanted me to sell my girls.
I got on the computer and emailed my dear friend Jennifer from Our Little Farm. She lives about 45 minutes from where we are now and she's been a saving grace to us on this journey. I asked her if she knew anybody that would want to buy my girls, each with a doe kid at their side. She said she didn't really know of anybody, but then she emailed me back and said she was talking with her husband about it and would get back with me. In the meantime, I also sold off a bunch of my little pullets, leaving me with only 6 pullets and three ducks. A really perfect and manageable number. Jennifer got back with me and said she wanted to buy my girls! Whew! Such an answer to prayer. They have a wonderful home with Jennifer and her family and she is milking them and loving them and that means everything to me.
We still have our three dogs, our cat, the 6 laying hens, and our Muscovy drake and his ladies. They free range during the day and are giving us enough eggs for us to eat. No extras, but that's ok, we have enough for us and I can afford to feed them! I of course still have Champ, and he is here at our house with me now. He's right out my bedroom window and I love hearing him nicker for me in the mornings.
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| Notice that he's nappin in the sun right out my backdoor, see the doorknob? |
Selling Champ is not, and has not ever been an option. If the Lord leads us somewhere else and I can't take him, I'll put him down. He will be 24 in the spring and I'll not take the chance of him being neglected somewhere else. Of course, if God were to present me with a home for him, I would follow God's direction, but the thought of trusting his welfare to another person is oh so difficult for me, especially as I'm surrounded by horribly neglected and starving horses.
God has provided The Man with a job. He makes in a month what he used to make in a week, but he is relatively stress free, and happy. We have enough. Having enough is huge, and God is good. We aren't on any state aid, although we do qualify and if it gets to where we need it we will apply. We don't have health insurance anymore, but our faith in our Heavenly Father is better than any insurance policy on earth.
Our bankruptcy is final and our credit score didn't take as big a hit as we had feared. I think because it was so high to begin with. However, we've both decided not to borrow money for anything. If we can't pay cash, we'll do without. We were able to sell The Dodge and we've got that money in savings, to be used for emergencies. We wanted to live the self-sufficient lifestyle, but there is absolutely nothing self sufficient about being deeply in debt. This is the first time in our marriage that we've been footloose and fancy free. The first time we've ever rented, the first time we've been unfettered and it is a good feeling. We are constantly praying and asking God to show us. Show us what to do, show us where to go, show us how to be better servants to Him. Our family is closer than ever and our marriage is still steady as a rock. I know the reason for that......God is the head and the center of our lives.
Will we stay here? Who knows! We certainly don't. We are asking God to guide us where He would have us. Use us, let us be shining lights for Him. We are still homeschooling Shayla but are beginning to feel strongly that God wants us to put her back in school. We've told her to pray deeply about it, as well as praying about it as a family. We are His to do with as He will. Our faith, while already strong, has grown by leaps and bounds. I can't wait to see what He does with us next!
Thank you dear readers for your comments, thoughts, and prayers. Please know you've all been on my mind and I've missed you dearly. I'm back though because I love to witness through my blog and I love sharing with you all. Reading about your triumphs and your trials is a great comfort and inspiration to me.
We may no longer be Goodwife Farm, but I remain, as always, the Goodwife!
Until next time,
God Bless...........
Thursday, November 17, 2011
Kentucky Bound, and Tragedy Strikes........
Installment one, two, and three.....
I'm going to take the time now to tell you a little about The Man's sister. She is his older sister and his only full sibling. She has two young adult children and at the time of our move was married to a man 12 years older than her. Her husband Ron was very ill with diabetes and heart disease. He had lost a leg several years ago. Ron was a character to put it mildly. He was the kind of person either you loved or you hated, with no middle ground.
A couple days before our move, The Sister and Ron drove out to California for an experimental medical treatment. A last ditch effort. You see the doctors had told Ron there was nothing they could do for him. I don't know how many heart attacks he had, but in January of this year he was in the hospital for over a month, and they spent last Christmas in the hospital with him as well. He also had one two days before they left for California. The doctors told him he would simply continue to have small heart attacks until he had one big enough to kill him. The Sister was his rock. She was his caregiver, his lover, his friend, and he was her knight in shining armor, albeit his trusty steed was a wheel chair and a golf cart instead of a shining destrier!
We made it safely to Kentucky and got everything unloaded. By Sunday July 3 (The Man's 38th birthday) we were totally unpacked and settled in. As you may remember we don't mess around when it comes to work! My folks left to go home on the 4th and we began to acclimate ourselves to our new home. Champ and the goats were over at his aunt and uncle's 100 acre farm and I went over every day to tend to them. The Youngun decided maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all and we were excited to see where God would send us.
Early the morning of July 12, The Man's aunt and uncle came over to tell us Ron had suffered a massive heart attack and passed away. The Sister was in the room with him, alone, more than two thousand miles away and she performed CPR on him until the paramedics arrived, but he was already gone. Our niece, who is 18, was across the driveway home alone, so The Sister had called Aunt and Uncle W to come over and break the news to her, and also to let us know because she couldn't get us on our cell phone. The Man and I immediately thought perhaps this was God's reason for sending us here. It took almost a week for The Sister to get home and it's been a long road with the grieving process but they are all getting there.
At Ron's memorial service a wonderful man preached the service and we were in awe at his passion and devotion to the Lord. He is pastor of a church about 5 miles from the house and we've been attending every Sunday since the memorial service. What a blessing it's been to us to find a church that is truly about following God!! Every single Sunday Brother Willie says, "Mind the Lord children." Truer words were never spoken, and how wonderful our lives become when we truly do mind the Lord! To say that things have been totally smooth and easy would be a lie, and I'm going to tell you more about that in the next installment.
To Be Continued......................
I'm going to take the time now to tell you a little about The Man's sister. She is his older sister and his only full sibling. She has two young adult children and at the time of our move was married to a man 12 years older than her. Her husband Ron was very ill with diabetes and heart disease. He had lost a leg several years ago. Ron was a character to put it mildly. He was the kind of person either you loved or you hated, with no middle ground.
A couple days before our move, The Sister and Ron drove out to California for an experimental medical treatment. A last ditch effort. You see the doctors had told Ron there was nothing they could do for him. I don't know how many heart attacks he had, but in January of this year he was in the hospital for over a month, and they spent last Christmas in the hospital with him as well. He also had one two days before they left for California. The doctors told him he would simply continue to have small heart attacks until he had one big enough to kill him. The Sister was his rock. She was his caregiver, his lover, his friend, and he was her knight in shining armor, albeit his trusty steed was a wheel chair and a golf cart instead of a shining destrier!
We made it safely to Kentucky and got everything unloaded. By Sunday July 3 (The Man's 38th birthday) we were totally unpacked and settled in. As you may remember we don't mess around when it comes to work! My folks left to go home on the 4th and we began to acclimate ourselves to our new home. Champ and the goats were over at his aunt and uncle's 100 acre farm and I went over every day to tend to them. The Youngun decided maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all and we were excited to see where God would send us.
Early the morning of July 12, The Man's aunt and uncle came over to tell us Ron had suffered a massive heart attack and passed away. The Sister was in the room with him, alone, more than two thousand miles away and she performed CPR on him until the paramedics arrived, but he was already gone. Our niece, who is 18, was across the driveway home alone, so The Sister had called Aunt and Uncle W to come over and break the news to her, and also to let us know because she couldn't get us on our cell phone. The Man and I immediately thought perhaps this was God's reason for sending us here. It took almost a week for The Sister to get home and it's been a long road with the grieving process but they are all getting there.
At Ron's memorial service a wonderful man preached the service and we were in awe at his passion and devotion to the Lord. He is pastor of a church about 5 miles from the house and we've been attending every Sunday since the memorial service. What a blessing it's been to us to find a church that is truly about following God!! Every single Sunday Brother Willie says, "Mind the Lord children." Truer words were never spoken, and how wonderful our lives become when we truly do mind the Lord! To say that things have been totally smooth and easy would be a lie, and I'm going to tell you more about that in the next installment.
To Be Continued......................
Wednesday, November 16, 2011
The Move to Kentucky..........
If you haven't already, please read installments one and two......
God was really pushing us to Kentucky, even though we weren't sure we really wanted to go. We decided to take a deep breath and trust God. The Youngun wasn't happy and there were lots of tears on her part. She didn't want to leave Pop Pop and Granny, or the Darling Cousin. We understood but we also explained to her that when you pray for God's guidance and direction in your life, you must be prepared for Him to give it! We've always prayed for God to show us the way and for Him to give us the courage to follow. Well He was asking us to put our money where our mouth was so to speak!
Wednesday, June 29th, The Man and I loaded The Dodge up on a car trailer and pulled it down to Kentucky with our truck Black Betty. I followed in our S-10 pickup. We made it a one day run, so were on the road roughly 15 hours. We dropped The Dodge and the S-10 off and then went over to his aunt and uncle's place to hook up their stock trailer and haul it back to IL.
On July 2, 2011 we had a 26' U-haul loaded up with our belongings. We also had the stock trailer with Champ, the goat girls; each with three kids at their side, our cat Willow, and the chickens and ducks. Our little convoy was ready to leave at 6 AM. It was very hot and I was worried about the critters on our 7+ hour drive down. The Man drove the U-haul with our dog Ginger along for company. My dad and mom, along with their dog Pepper, drove our truck Black Betty pulling the stock trailer, and The Youngun and I brought up the rear in my folks' vehicle with our two other dogs, Annie and my Ellie-Girl, in the back seat. We were off!
Leaving our place behind wasn't nearly as hard as I thought it would be. I think because we were totally focusing on what God wanted us to do, and knowing that home is where the heart is. Our hearts are with God, so home can be anywhere we make it!
To Be Continued.............
God was really pushing us to Kentucky, even though we weren't sure we really wanted to go. We decided to take a deep breath and trust God. The Youngun wasn't happy and there were lots of tears on her part. She didn't want to leave Pop Pop and Granny, or the Darling Cousin. We understood but we also explained to her that when you pray for God's guidance and direction in your life, you must be prepared for Him to give it! We've always prayed for God to show us the way and for Him to give us the courage to follow. Well He was asking us to put our money where our mouth was so to speak!
Wednesday, June 29th, The Man and I loaded The Dodge up on a car trailer and pulled it down to Kentucky with our truck Black Betty. I followed in our S-10 pickup. We made it a one day run, so were on the road roughly 15 hours. We dropped The Dodge and the S-10 off and then went over to his aunt and uncle's place to hook up their stock trailer and haul it back to IL.
On July 2, 2011 we had a 26' U-haul loaded up with our belongings. We also had the stock trailer with Champ, the goat girls; each with three kids at their side, our cat Willow, and the chickens and ducks. Our little convoy was ready to leave at 6 AM. It was very hot and I was worried about the critters on our 7+ hour drive down. The Man drove the U-haul with our dog Ginger along for company. My dad and mom, along with their dog Pepper, drove our truck Black Betty pulling the stock trailer, and The Youngun and I brought up the rear in my folks' vehicle with our two other dogs, Annie and my Ellie-Girl, in the back seat. We were off!
Leaving our place behind wasn't nearly as hard as I thought it would be. I think because we were totally focusing on what God wanted us to do, and knowing that home is where the heart is. Our hearts are with God, so home can be anywhere we make it!
To Be Continued.............
More On Our Whirlwind.......
First off I have to tell you all how much your comments meant to me! I got tears in my eyes as I read them off of yesterday's post. I've missed you all so much, and you can't know how much you mean to me! K...now that we're done with the mushy stuff.....
Read the first installment here........
The next day we took my Challenger back to the dealership and asked them to buy it back. We knew what a precarious financial position we were in and didn't want to have the car repo'ed if we could do anything at all about it. They took the car back, paid off the note, and gave us 78 bucks to boot. We could cross that little worry off our list..........
We also put our house back on the market............
Next we went to our little local bank that has been so good to us over the past 7 years. We had a $1500 note with them that we wanted to make sure was taken care of. We explained to our dear friend and loan officer, Robin what our situation was and we paid the note off. By the Grace of God we had that little bit of money in savings and were able to take care of it. Robin was very supportive and said she would write us a letter of reference if ever we needed one.
We next began to explore our options. As many of you may remember we've always wanted to move south, or west, or somewhere. We began to pray and ask God where He'd like us to go. We were feeling strong nudges toward Kentucky. The Man called his sister. She has 4 acres and there is a single wide house trailer on her property right across the driveway from her house. It was fixin' to be empty and we could rent it for $350 a month. We went down to check it out and see what we thought. We didn't think......we came home thinking we didn't want to move down there. We were still thinking on what WE wanted instead of what God wanted for us. We had gone down there with preconceived notions of what it would be like and those notions were bashed bloody against a rock. It wasn't at all what we'd thought it would be.
The Man began to look for work in IL, all to no avail. We also weren't getting any interest in our house. We weren't upside down on our mortgage, but we weren't in real good shape either. We continued to pray, asking God to show us where He'd have us go. We also began the process of filing bankruptcy. This was so shameful for us. A real blow to our pride, as we've always taken great pains to be sure our credit was impeccable. At the time of our filing my score was 803 and The Man's was 798, however we had no choice. We didn't really live beyond our means, but we lived at our means, that's for sure. There was no way we could even pay our next house payment, let alone all those to come. The Man didn't want to go back into a high stress job and I didn't want that for him either, so we chose to let God lead us and we filed Chapter 7 bankruptcy. We also decided to accept that God wanted us in Kentucky...........
Continued soon.....
God Bless................
Read the first installment here........
The next day we took my Challenger back to the dealership and asked them to buy it back. We knew what a precarious financial position we were in and didn't want to have the car repo'ed if we could do anything at all about it. They took the car back, paid off the note, and gave us 78 bucks to boot. We could cross that little worry off our list..........
We also put our house back on the market............
Next we went to our little local bank that has been so good to us over the past 7 years. We had a $1500 note with them that we wanted to make sure was taken care of. We explained to our dear friend and loan officer, Robin what our situation was and we paid the note off. By the Grace of God we had that little bit of money in savings and were able to take care of it. Robin was very supportive and said she would write us a letter of reference if ever we needed one.
We next began to explore our options. As many of you may remember we've always wanted to move south, or west, or somewhere. We began to pray and ask God where He'd like us to go. We were feeling strong nudges toward Kentucky. The Man called his sister. She has 4 acres and there is a single wide house trailer on her property right across the driveway from her house. It was fixin' to be empty and we could rent it for $350 a month. We went down to check it out and see what we thought. We didn't think......we came home thinking we didn't want to move down there. We were still thinking on what WE wanted instead of what God wanted for us. We had gone down there with preconceived notions of what it would be like and those notions were bashed bloody against a rock. It wasn't at all what we'd thought it would be.
The Man began to look for work in IL, all to no avail. We also weren't getting any interest in our house. We weren't upside down on our mortgage, but we weren't in real good shape either. We continued to pray, asking God to show us where He'd have us go. We also began the process of filing bankruptcy. This was so shameful for us. A real blow to our pride, as we've always taken great pains to be sure our credit was impeccable. At the time of our filing my score was 803 and The Man's was 798, however we had no choice. We didn't really live beyond our means, but we lived at our means, that's for sure. There was no way we could even pay our next house payment, let alone all those to come. The Man didn't want to go back into a high stress job and I didn't want that for him either, so we chose to let God lead us and we filed Chapter 7 bankruptcy. We also decided to accept that God wanted us in Kentucky...........
Continued soon.....
God Bless................
Tuesday, November 15, 2011
Hello Dear Friends!
I have no idea if anybody even still reads my blog since it's been months since I've posted anything. If any of you are still there, I'm here to tell you of the ride we've been on!
Do any of you remember this post? Well boy howdy, did He bring some changes to us!!
In the 3rd week of May, The Man's employer sent him on a business trip for some training. (Remember he was the Operations Manager for a trash company.) Naturally, since we've never spent a night apart, I went with him. On Thursday, May 19th 2011 he was on the 4th day of his training, and we were scheduled to head back home on the afternoon of the 20th after his final day of training was done. The afternoon of the 19th I was lounging on the hotel bed because my back had gone out and I couldn't do anything else, when The Man came walking in the door. I said (jokingly because that's what I always say when he comes in earlier than I expect him to), "What are you doin' here, didja get fired?" To which he responded, "Well I think so, we have to go home." I just looked at him..............uh........what??? He said one of the big head guys from the company had called him and said he needed to come home. Well we knew what was coming. We knew they weren't going to call him home with one day left if it was good news! We threw everything in the car (my 2009 Challenger that I was so fond of) and headed back to IL.
Upon our arrival back in IL, he took me home and then he headed in to his work. They fired him. They had already fired the GM the day before, and they fired him as soon as he got in. May 19, 2011 God let us know without a doubt that He wanted us to do something different! My husband has never been fired in his life. He's never been disciplined at any job, this one included. This came totally and completely out of the blue. $80,000 a year one second and penniless the next. No severance, no reference letter, nothing. Seriously......we had around three thousand bucks in savings with a $1400/month house payment, not to mention the car payment of $500 and all the credit card bills, as well as a small loan at our local bank for the boat.
Now you may be thinking that our heads were rollin' around and were were contemplating bank robbery or possibly even looking for the lost city of Atlantis, but such was not the case. Wanna know why? As we were in the car on the way home, The Man said to me......"If we get there and they don't fire me I'm gonna be really disappointed." Excuse me?? What's that now? He said as soon as they told him to come home, he felt a great weight lift off his shoulders. The burden of responsibility he'd been carrying for so long, the weight of what did God want us to do.....gone......definitively answered with a loud and resounding call. God had been nudging us for a long time. We weren't getting the message so He just jerked the rug out from under us. He said.....if you aren't hearing Me, then I'll make you hear me, and He did. We heard Him loud and clear. It was time for a big change..............
please tune in soon for the continuation of our story! I promise it won't take me long to post another chapter!
God Bless.........
Do any of you remember this post? Well boy howdy, did He bring some changes to us!!
In the 3rd week of May, The Man's employer sent him on a business trip for some training. (Remember he was the Operations Manager for a trash company.) Naturally, since we've never spent a night apart, I went with him. On Thursday, May 19th 2011 he was on the 4th day of his training, and we were scheduled to head back home on the afternoon of the 20th after his final day of training was done. The afternoon of the 19th I was lounging on the hotel bed because my back had gone out and I couldn't do anything else, when The Man came walking in the door. I said (jokingly because that's what I always say when he comes in earlier than I expect him to), "What are you doin' here, didja get fired?" To which he responded, "Well I think so, we have to go home." I just looked at him..............uh........what??? He said one of the big head guys from the company had called him and said he needed to come home. Well we knew what was coming. We knew they weren't going to call him home with one day left if it was good news! We threw everything in the car (my 2009 Challenger that I was so fond of) and headed back to IL.
Upon our arrival back in IL, he took me home and then he headed in to his work. They fired him. They had already fired the GM the day before, and they fired him as soon as he got in. May 19, 2011 God let us know without a doubt that He wanted us to do something different! My husband has never been fired in his life. He's never been disciplined at any job, this one included. This came totally and completely out of the blue. $80,000 a year one second and penniless the next. No severance, no reference letter, nothing. Seriously......we had around three thousand bucks in savings with a $1400/month house payment, not to mention the car payment of $500 and all the credit card bills, as well as a small loan at our local bank for the boat.
Now you may be thinking that our heads were rollin' around and were were contemplating bank robbery or possibly even looking for the lost city of Atlantis, but such was not the case. Wanna know why? As we were in the car on the way home, The Man said to me......"If we get there and they don't fire me I'm gonna be really disappointed." Excuse me?? What's that now? He said as soon as they told him to come home, he felt a great weight lift off his shoulders. The burden of responsibility he'd been carrying for so long, the weight of what did God want us to do.....gone......definitively answered with a loud and resounding call. God had been nudging us for a long time. We weren't getting the message so He just jerked the rug out from under us. He said.....if you aren't hearing Me, then I'll make you hear me, and He did. We heard Him loud and clear. It was time for a big change..............
please tune in soon for the continuation of our story! I promise it won't take me long to post another chapter!
God Bless.........
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