How Great The Yield From A Fertile Field

Random musings from an old farmer about life, agriculture, and faith

Friday, August 02, 2013

Candlelight and roses

She was our little fuzz head. 
She was my umpitty wumpitty squeazums pie.   *blush*
The little girl who liked "high hugs" when I tucked her into bed at night.
She is the baby of the family, and we teased her of being a little bit spoiled.  A little dramatic at times, not too fond of roosters, and a somewhat irrational fear of spiders.  I enjoyed annoying her in the mornings and late at night . . . just by talking to her.  She is consistent, supportive, compliant, mature, smart, has a big heart, and has a desire to help the vulnerable (which led her into social work).

She gave her life to the Lord the youngest of all of our children.  I admired her ability to faithfully deal with the obstacles that a young Christian girl faces in 8th grade, high school, and through college (sometimes without a lot of peer support, sometimes chided by her peers).

She added a spark to our home, especially when the older siblings started leaving.  We were hoping to keep her around a little longer (to take care of us in our old age), but fortunately she won't be far away.  And she will be in good hands.  Nathan is a fine young man and we welcome him to our family.

It will be a much quieter place here in the old farmhouse when she's gone!

Congratulations and God's Blessing Nathan and Michelle!

 And they said, We will call the damsel, and enquire at her mouth.
 And they called Rebekah, and said unto her, Wilt thou go with this man? And she said, I will go.
Genesis 24:57,58

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