The other day we were given an opportunity to reevaluate life's priorities. We were about to leave to church, when I thought I'd go water the seedlings coming up in the garden. No sooner did I begin, when I heard a commotion in the chickens' pen. Three medium-sized terriers had managed to get in and were ripping the feathers out of one hen. With superhuman (or so it seemed) speed, I ran from the garden, screaming at the top of my lungs, wielding my watering can (cue the "Braveheart" soundtrack!). Audrey had seen them from inside, and came screaming out at the same time.
Mici before the attack~
Hickety Pickety, on the lookout for predators~
May I keep this lesson in my heart, and remember it when I am tempted to see what is not perfect in life, instead of what a precious thing is the blessing of every day.
And AnnaMarie participated in an Old Testament challenge with our local youth group; she did very well for a beginner, and we are proud of her!