Mule Barn
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I remember riding through the countryside years ago looking at the farms. It was not unusual to see a mule pulling a plow with a farmer riding on the plow guiding the mule. The farmer was plowing rows to be seeded.
The mule seemed to be focused on his job, pulling the plow. The farmer was focused on keeping straight lines so many inches apart.
I remember riding through the countryside years ago looking at the farms. It was not unusual to see a mule pulling a plow with a farmer riding on the plow guiding the mule. The farmer was plowing rows to be seeded.
The mule seemed to be focused on his job, pulling the plow. The farmer was focused on keeping straight lines so many inches apart.
It was very important that the rows were the right width and depth and the rows were straight, so the crop could have enough room to grow, and receive the right amount of water. The farmer has a goal. To produce the best crop he possibly can by using technology he has learned using methods that have been proven to meet his goal.
You know what? We as Christians must set our goals as well. If we can focus on our goal, it makes living our lives as Christians easier. If we keep one eye on the goal and the other eye on the row we are plowing, we are more likely to be successful in our journey.
In Philippians 3:14 we see Paul focusing on what lies before Him, and on winning the ultimate prize.
We are human, and consequently we are sinners. We have made many mistakes as we live out our lives in a sin filled world. Sometimes we tend to judge ourselves by the mistakes we have made thus we get stuck in the mud. Let's all learn from Paul who made many mistakes in His life. Let us look forward, press on, hold steady to the rows we plow, keeping our eyes on the ultimate goal.
So the mules are in the barn sleeping getting ready to plow our rows tomorrow.
Love you all from
George's Mule Barn (George Moore)
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We were all saddened to hear of the passing of our brother George. He will be deeply missed by all of us that knew him and loved him. Lift up Sister Sue and his family in your prayers and ask for their souls to be comforted. Death, in the Christian's view, is strange compared to the world's view. It is strange in that it is a paradox of what appears to be opposite points of view. Death for us is a mixture of a time of sadness and a time of joy. We are saddened when a loved one is gone but also joyous to know that they have received their reward. We seek to live lives like Paul who, when the end comes, we can say that we have finished the course and we have kept the faith.
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The last quarter of 2020 was not a happy time at the Buckley house. We saw 2 quarantines, 1 positive COVID-19 test and 28 collective absences from school. We missed people, events, and activities and I learned that in prolonged isolation, I can be a truly unpleasant person. Thankfully, my family still loves me and together we are looking forward to the new year with cautious optimism, but I am not going to make resolutions. Instead, I am going to borrow the idea of a blogger I like who has made it her custom each January, to choose one word that will serve as her guide and encompass her goals for how she hopes to live out that year. For myself this year, I have decided my word will be gratitude.
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Vivian does the taking out of the full cans of trash to the street and I bring back the empties. This task for me causes me to think of the changes that have been made in the trash pickup schemes over the years. When I was a young child, growing up in North Little Rock, trash pickup was much different. Your trash cans had to be accessible from the street and the trash men would actually go into our back yard, haul the big, silver cans to the street, dump them in the truck, and bring them back to our yard. The next change was that we had to haul the cans to the road and have them waiting for when the truck came. The next change was that the cans were not acceptable and we had to have trash bags by the road. The last change made was like it is here. You have to have a special can, wheeled to the road so a truck with a large robotic arm can pick them up and dump them.
