My throat hurts.


I got up at 5:30 am on a Saturday morning to milk the goats and get ready for Ryland's first swim meet.

Ryland is not my sports-driven kid.  He has NO desire to play baseball like his brother, or any other sport really.  So when he asked this spring if he could do swim team during the summer I was all over that.

If he doesn't want to play sports I'm fine with that.  But I do think having some kind of athletic part of your life is healthy.  Ryland is not a great swimmer either and practicing an hour a day during the summer is a sure way to improve his swimming.  And boy has it... and it's only been 2 weeks!

He finished 1st in the 50 meter freestyle in his 9 and 10 year old boys age group!  He was thrilled.

Connor and I decided to give the parent volunteer timer thing a go.  I was a bit nervous that one of us would mess up, but turns out using a stop watch and writing down times is something we can do! Smile.  It was a good morning.

Today my man turns 43. I'm a wee bit uncomfortable about how close this makes me feel to 50.  The years are going by so fast!  I want them to count.  For eternity!

I start back to 12 hour shifts of regular acute rehab nursing (no more light duty) next week on Wednesday.  I'm very thankful for the time I've had at home these last 3 months, even though I am ready to go back to work.  Being home has enabled me to be there for my son in a very hard time, be there for all the kiddings of my goats, and to learn to make soap!  Thank you Father!  Even if it took a broken wrist.

Tomorrow is going to be a hard day.  Especially in the morning hours.  Pathway Bible Church, my church family for the past 3 or 4 years (I've lost count), will worship together for the last time tomorrow.  Our pastor is retiring from pastoring after 40 something years!  But he's not retiring from serving the Lord with his life and talents!  I'm so happy for him and his wife who have become good friends... family!  I'll miss them tremendously as they'll be moving to Oregon.  But if they have to move, Oregon's a good choice!  I visit my family there every summer and now I'll be adding them to one of the family we get to stop and visit.

It'll be a hard day too, not just because my pastor and his wife are moving, but because I have been so blessed to get to teach the kids at Pathway in Sunday School and Children's Church over the past couple years.  My heart is invested in those kids!  I will continue to pray that the seeds that have been planted in their hearts will produce fruit that glorifies Christ for eternity!  I'll miss them.  A lot.

In all the churches I've been part of I've never seen a church fold like this.  I've seen trouble and division but always because of some scandal.  But tomorrow I will truly celebrate the end of a chapter of worshipping God together with the people of Pathway and hearing the teaching of God's word from my pastor because there's a great new chapter ahead.  No scandal.  No controversy.  Just a moving forward by faith.  I'm so thankful!  I will miss the people of Pathway.  May God bless each family as they run the race set before them.

Therefore, since we are surrounded by so great a cloud of witnesses, let us also lay aside every weight, and sin which clings so closely, and let us run with endurance the race that is set before us, looking to Jesus, the founder and perfecter of our faith, who for the joy that was set before him endured the cross, despising the shame, and is seated at the right hand of the throne of God. - Hebrews 12:1-2


 Quieted,
Sheila

Summer Vacation: Day 14








I have three blogs. Well, really 2. The third, which will be on our Goats Make Soap Co. website soon, isn't officially up and running yet. 

I have 10 goats now. Danny and Champ are my wethers. Buster, Champ's brother, is staying with us for awhile, but will eventually go back to his home with his dam. Darla, Daylight, Daisy and Esmeralda are all in milk. Hand milking 4 does every morning is quite the chore. So I've worked a system where I milk Darla and Daylight one day and Daisy and Esmeralda the next. This works for now because I still have Daylights twins, Luna and Star, Daisy's daughter Lily and Esmeralda's daughter Mulan. But soon (I hope) the buyer for Star and Lily will be taking them to their new home and I'll have a doe with no kids to keep her milk emptied out. This will work out OK because Daisy and Daylight will (hopefully) be going to their new home also sometime the middle of this month. This will leave me with 6 goats. Two dams in milk, two doelings and two wethers. And that's just the goat part of my life. 

I have a very entrepreneurial husband who is quite the dreamer. He's always dreaming up ways to invent the next great thing or start a successful small business that would free him up to work autonomously. Being a police officer fits his analytic, driven personality. But the para-military style work-life of policing doesn't. He's a very creative, talented, driven guy and when he caught wind of my goat milk soap making hobby his eyes lit up with an entrepreneur glow. By the end of two weeks he had a website started and a logo designed. The man is a machine!! In the mean time I'm making soap, honing in on my base soap recipe and what essential oils and "flavors" I want to use in my soap. I'm giving soaps away to everyone (which makes me happy) and I'm very surprised at the feedback: When can I buy some more? 

I'm not a business person. I have a hard enough time keeping a personal budget and balancing my own checkbook so its a good thing I have this driven guy doing all the tasks that need to be done to put a business together. If it was up to me I'd probably just make soap, give it away and maybe sell some on Etsy. Who knows, maybe my dreamer will get his dream and I'll be the happy soap maker.

Besides blogs, goats and soap (I won't even get started on the chickens, going back to full-time work schedule, looking for a church and trying to get back to the gym after a broken wrist), I have these two boys sprouting into men in my house. They, by far and away, are my dream and drive. Yes I enjoy writing (blogging inconsistently). And Lord knows I just love those goats! And the soap... it's just plain old fun and rewarding. But my boys. Mom to men I am. That overwhelms and weighs on me, and gets me thinking and praying all day long! 

In a few short weeks I'll have a 7th grader and a 6th grader in my house. Two sons in middle school. Someone tell me what happened to the time warp between that day in 8th grade when I looked in the mirror in the bathroom of my childhood home and wondered what I'd look like when I was 30 and now! 30 is 11 years ago already! What?!! 

I so I wish I could put my life on pause and regroup and get a few steps ahead. I can't. But I lift up my eyes to the One who rules over time. My times are in his hand. He knows that life feels like waves sweeping over me and I can barely catch my breath. 


But I trust in you, O Lord;

    I say, “You are my God.”
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My times are in your hand; -Psalm 31:14-15

Ok. Now to GoatsMakeSoap.Com to get that driven husband of mine some hope that I'm not gonna squelch his dream and give away all my soap. A few paragraphs of effort on his really nice site (you should check it out- it is still in progress thanks to his contemplative wife) should help. 


 Quieted,
Sheila

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