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.
|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,