Saturday, October 17, 2020

"Everyone can't love me, after all I am not a taco!"/Jesus..." head over all things to the Church, which is his Body..." Ephesians 1/Crop out!

Brother, Jim, stopped in to share a dark beer with dad, have a late supper with farmer, Pat, and I, spend the night!  At this point as we enter our 7 month and things are declining we hope for more sweet visits from dad's huge family to spend some time with him this last time in this world before he passes on into the next with mom.
Using oxygen last evening at supper for the first time.  Still sharing prayers, but he is very short of breath and also getting fuzzier in his thinking.  I find that I have to read it to him and he cannot be involved as he has been up to now. That and other family dynamics are making me down and sad.

I had a chance to talk out my feelings with a dear close friend, and she told me this motto/sign she came across.  It made me laugh and lifted me up, and I used it today for my title..."Everyone can't love me, after all I am not a taco."  That along with a mouth watering picture of a taco, which we ALL do LOVE!  This was the same friend that gave me her mother's quote concerning carrying our heavy cross... "when it is too heavy and we are too weak - Drag it!"  That would be me!

A year ago for MEA Nancy, I and the kids went to Kansas City to see Hallel and The Community of the Lamb and we stayed right with them for the whole time!  Love this of Hallel and George a year ago in KC!  '

I admit that I am sad not to have Hallel close - we are spoiled indeed!  Nancy had plans to be there now, but...
Bernadette is a worker and helped with dishes after the meals we shared with them.  In her blue apron, and how I love that the grandkids can be exposed to this wonderful option of vocation.  I pray daily that they will consider it as a wonderful possibility to say "yes" to!
Jim and dad hanging out - dad doesn't have a lot to say these days, but we all like to see him and share about our lives with the chance that we will not see him again... say our goodbyes, and speak and show our love.
Nancy came to the farm for a few days and 1 1/2 year old George got to see his beloved grandpa as harvest was in full swing!  It could be that all the crop will be out today!  The the bale mover team is busy bringing home the corn stalk bales - 500+.  Many prayers for safety!
Last night Ruth and Nancy had a MEA fun night in Wilmar at a water park hotel!  Looks like they had the place to themselves!
Rode along with Pat yesterday... a Mountain of Corn!!!  Dominic said; "That's so big!  It's bigger than our church!"  Sweet words from the mouth of babes!  
Driving around the mountain one of our last times.  Pat thought that one more day and our crop would be out!
Lunch and a visit... I was shocked that he made it home to share a late supper with my brother, Jim, and I!  The first meal we have shared in a long time, other than in the truck or car while he unloads a truck by the grain bins.
Our corn conveying on the mountain.

This morning as I was attempting to pray with my father after breakfast... I read to him the readings from mass today.  As I was reading the words of St Paul to the Ephesians the words about Jesus being the head of The Church, His Body rang like a bell in the shared love dad and I and all 31 of my family has for The Church!  My greatest JOY is the shared Faith/Family/Farm that we hold dear in our hearts with no reservations!  

https://familysoulstory.blogspot.com/p/the-amazing-story-of-13-becoming.html  

The 13 just about when we all came into The Church!  Dad and I pray for them daily along with their families!  We are 150 now!  

My most cherished cross with our corn on the pile!  Harvest is serious business, and we pray for the safety of all!

Jesus, we love you and long to serve you with our all!  Jesus, we trust in you.  Bless-bless, Barbara

A year ago when I got back from MEA in KC... I went to see my parent's in their new assisted living for the first time!  They had just moved there a week before!
My first overnight in The Lodge - they lived there for 6 1/2 months till mom died after a fall in their home on March 13th.  Dad moved here a month later - so the Assisted living only lasted 7 1/2 months!
Short and sweet!
Eating with them in the dining room in October 2019
Joy and bales last year about 2 weeks later due to a much later harvest.
Missed out on bale pictures much this year...
Picking up the bales today  - lots of prayers!
The Handmaids from New Ulm and Duluth
Yes!!!  


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