Like many families, our farm exists to help us provide wholesome food and a natural lifestyle in a country where these things are mostly forgotten. America has "paved paradise to put up a parking lot". As a result, it is our hope to pass an agrarian lifestyle to our children for more reasons than I will list now. In that effort, we are learning everyday - for we were not raised this way. The battle for the family, freedom, farming is one that Mark and I were not raised to fight. In that midst, we have found a lot of wonder and joy, but also, a lot of chaos.
A distant friend recently observed that I "love chaos". The opposite is quite true. I like order and for things to be simple and true. However, in trying so many new things, even at the most basic level of family life, I find that chaos may be more overriding than order.
My oldest son has been quite an inspiration to me lately. In my past life, I was a musician - but left behind so much of my love for music as I entered the workforce, was married and became a mother. He has brought beauty into our home with his love, understanding and uncanny command of music; these infiltrate all that we do lately. He recently offered to me his definition of music - organized sound.
So, right now, while the mundane goes on - feeding the animals, acquiring "feed" - both animal and human, educating the children, playing, cleaning, crying, laughing; I find that what blesses and inspires me most lately is organized sound. It always has as far as I can remember and it still does. It inspires me to learn more of God's ways and more of His character and reflect that in my life. There is music all around - in goat bleats, in snow falling, in tractors humming, in children laughing - in all of life, there is music. God is a God of order and for today, I am ordering my life on a blog; in ones and zeroes on the web and hoping that those that visit here will enjoy the tune of our lives.