I have something really exciting and crazy and amazing to tell you tomorrow. Sorry, you’ll just have to wait another day. Take a guess...any guess! And NO, I’m not pregnant ;) As much as I’d be thrilled about that!
My brain is so tired. I have no words. Literally...I've used them all. And then this morning I opened my email to the foreword of my book, written by Joel Salatin....and suddenly, I didn't need words. I thought I'd share part of it with you
Today has been completely full. I sent in the FINAL of all finals manuscript for my herb book. This means that it now heads into layout, then off to print! We also had an unexpected appointment. Tomorrow is just as full. But through today, and yesterday, and tomorrow, I sit in my chair and I read this sign that hangs in our wall in the sitting room. And it’s this reminder—the reminder of who HE is that drapes over each and everyday—that washes away the long days, the hard moments, and the chaos. #Heisgood #womanhood #motherhood
The temps in Virginia are extremely cold today. The weatherman tells us we're feeling like single digits all day long. It felt like 16 degrees outside this morning. This means the chickens stay in their coop a little longer today, with a big scoop of feed they can scratch around at on their deep bedding floor. The rabbits' hutches are full of fresh straw, and their waterers are full of warm water so that they won't freeze as quickly. We tag-teamed chores this morning to make them go quicker, because let's face it, an 8 year old doing chores alone in 16 degree weather isn't necessarily ideal or safe. But, I still make him help ;) Wishing you a warm and safe Wednesday, friends
#devotional #trustHim #hesalreadythere
This isn't normal. It's not considered normal in our society for your children to wake up to the smell of elderberry syrup boiling on the stove. It's normal for them to wake up to the smell of coffee, waffles, or pop-tarts....but not medicinal syrups. It's not considered normal for them to stir raw honey into their own medicinal herbal syrup after they've eaten breakfast. To hear them say, hey, I'm making my own medicine! I think back on my childhood. I didn't experience anything like this growing up. We didn't make our own medicines or use herbal remedies. I was an antibiotic child, and now that I'm an adult, I'm allergic to penicillin. That means that alternative antibiotics would have to be used if I were ever in desperate need of one. But I'm not so sure my body wouldn't reject it either way. Guess what.... He's allergic to penicillin too, because of the genetics that I passed onto him. You see for me, herbalism isn't necessarily just about my body and health...but it's about his body and health, his children's body and health from the genetics he passes onto them. And if he raises his children herbally, then they'll have an ever healthier generation after them...his grand-children...his great-grand-children. Can you imagine, starting now so that in two or three generations we're a healthier people without much need for antibiotics or chemical pharmaceuticals? What a glorious day that would, and will, be. When he gets married and has kids, and he tells his kids stories from when he was young, I hope that he'll tell them about how when he was a kid, mom made herbal medicine in the morning that kept him healthy, and he got to help