Pefect timing.

Last year about this time we called Sam Hess to see about doing some logging on our 20 acre parcel. We went through all the proper channels.

Called the Forestry Department to apply for a permit.

They came out with Sam and looked at the maps of our property and decided that we have two "bird circles" and a "fish run"

We do have birds and tons of them. Doves, eagles, owls and loads more.

We don't have a fish anything. We have ditches in our field that haven't always been there.

They are dry in the summer.

The answer from the Forestry Dept. was a kind of a yes if we could get it done in a very small window of time due to the eagle nest and their little eaglets.

 So short in fact that the answer was really a no.

 We decided the window of time wasn't big enough as we were coming up against the rainy season which would bring a giant mess of mud and ruts.

 

We had planned to use the money from logging to pay some bills etc.. nothing fun, but necessary. I wish that being an adult came with less responsibility!

We were disappointed in the stringent rules, that we can't do what we want to on our own property and frustrated that our plan wasn't going to work, but what can you do?

Fast forward

Two of our neighbors; one on each side logged their property.

Outside of the window we were given to log.

What the?! How can that be? Surely if we have eagles on our property they have eagles on theirs.

I am not talking that we see an eagle now and then we have a swarm of them. Sometimes too many to count. Surely they aren't all born on our land.

The Farmer decided to stop and talk to Sam (who was doing the logging down the road) and see if maybe we could apply again for a logging permit.

Sam called the Forestry Dept. to inquire. 

They remembered our property and didn't need to come out again, but instead gave permission to log!

Um?? OK! 

We were logging within days.

Early on a Wednesday just as day was breaking Sam was here unloading equipment and fired up his saw soon after.

Tree after tree hit the ground.

Logs were stacking up in the field.

Load after load left for the mill.

Contracts came in the mail and then the checks.

There were more trees than we thought and the price was much better than last year.

Then it hit me.

This was the plan all along.

Not our plan; Gods plan.

You see, our financially situation is very different this year. 

We don't have to use the money to pay bills. 

We GET to use the money for our future.

The Farmer was able to buy a tractor. 

It is shiny and brand new.

His dad delivered it a couple weekends ago and it has been working to brush hog and mow ditches.

The tractor and The Farmer have been hard at work getting our property back in farming order.

We have a list of things that need to be done to become a working farm and now we get to check some of those things off the list.

Praise God.

Today The Farmer pull on his Muck boots and headed out  to do chores in the wind and rain.

 When I watched from the window as he drove his tractor out of the stable and down the driveway I can't help but feel thankful that there is a bigger plan for us.

Sometimes it is frustrating when we can't see the plan, but when the plan begins to open and starts to make sense I have renewed hope.

Our plans aren't always His plans.

This proves to me (again) that His plans are bigger and better than ours.

We just need to have patience and trust.

Never early; Never late; always in perfect time.

Blessed is me..