So Much...

So much happens in our lives and we loose track of time, things, people, ideas, and dreams.  Since my last post, I have doubled the size of my goat herd, nearly doubled the size of our cattle fold, and aged.

I have made quick judgments that had to be adjusted.  I've made new networking contacts.  I've gotten older.  I've come to realize that stuff is not nearly as important as living life now. 
This is a hard lesson for someone who enjoys solitude.  Somewhere along the way, I have accumulated so much stuff.  I no longer have a desire for stuff.  (I do want more goats though.)  People are important but not things.  It doesn't matter how much stuff you have if you have no one with you.  Money comes, money goes.  Vanity.  God is important.

So much...

So much to learn.  So much to do.  So much to share.  Missing Dad so much.  Wanting God so much more.  Overwhelmed by the thought of so much more God.  So much loosing out on the blessing because I'm distracted.  So much busy-ness.

So much...

So much sweetness in a grandchild's hug.  So much joy in his laugh.  So much pain in a wounded heart.  So much sadness in the loss of a friend.  So much mercy in given forgiveness.  So much grace in God's salvation. 

So much...