Thursday, May 5, 2016

Our hands!

What have we done with our hands?  I think when I look at the older generation like my grand parents and back.  Where did the wrinkles come from; all the things they did with their hands "I ponder what have I done with my hands?".
  I just wrote a poem for a dear prayer warrior of mine and placed it with a picture of her hands. It tells the little bit of the path her hands have been on and how they have blessed others.  With that I wondered if my kids or others ever sit down and think about my hands what would they think of my hands.  My hands have not done near enough holding and caressing my kids as they should have, I am a stern mom when it comes to injuries "Get up and keep going." I will usually say.  My hands can be demanding at times.  Then I think of the times my hands do cuddle the kids and hold them after a bad day at school.  I have not been the best at letting my kids see my hands in prayer even though I pray they are not always folded.  My hands do lay on them as I tuck them in most nights and say the same prayer that the kids have begged for as it is our bedtime prayer.   If I think about it I hope that what my kids know my hands for is that they did have love and as they get older they see the little bumps and bangs were making them tough enough but when they needed my hands for the rougher stuff my hands where there full of love.
  What hands do you remember growing up? Did you have someone that had hands of love and protection.  I know some of you had hands that you feared and my question to you is what are the hands you have and how will they impact the Generations to come.
  My kids all know that Hannah prayed daily for our family and my husbands health the day I went to see Hannah for possibly the last time my oldest daughter came with me and what a blessing it was to share that time with her as well. Hannah as of this morning is still with us but we know her days are very near the end and with that It brings me to reflect on my hands.

Dear Lord,
I thank you for the hands of others who come along side of me and carry me through the tough stuff. I thank you for the hands that twitch with laughter as friends are gathered. I thank you for the hard working hands that bring us what you provide. Lord I thank you for the hard times as I know that some have lost their hands and I thank you for the Dr.s that are their to care for them along with the people that you intrust to care for those that have emotional battles because of it. Lord I think you that you have blessed me with the hands that pray more than anything.  I pray for those who struggle with the fear of the hands that should be there to love and care for them. Lord I pray that you open the eyes to the angry hands that they will come to find you.  Thank you Jesus For your love and the sacrifice of taking nails in your hands that we might have hope in heaven.
In Jesus name AMAN

Something we will too soon over look as a community!

Last night there was a business that burnt down in a local town. This was a place my husband would frequently get basic parts from. To be honest I had only been there twice and many people in our community never had a need to enter the doors. 
As the wife of a man that worked as a mechanic in a dealership prior to starting his own business; I know those mechanics keep their tools at work. Last night the tools that each one has can be thousands of dollars easaly have more than likely been damaged, these men will now have to replace them before they can go back to work.
Photo by Ashley Athey
If you are a farmer this may have a different effect on you and that will lead to an effect on more of us. We would get tractor parts here on and off as they may have been the closest place to carry what we needed. This means a tired farmer that has been working 16 or more hour day getting seed in the ground may now have to get in his truck and drive an extra 40 mins after planting to the next closest dealer to get a part to be ready for morning. I know that Milbank was one of Titans smallest dealers but if I can get a part 15 mins away and still get my kids from school on an already crazy day in the field that makes a huge difference specially as custom harvesters. The simple thing like an O-ring that looks kind-of like a rubber band or rubber round bracelet for us not so mechanically inclined people. This simple part can cause an hour or so of down time to get apart and re install if you have an hour drive on top of that you're losing income. For our crop farmers if you lose a few hours of planting before a three day rain fall that just set that fields seed a week late to get in the ground possibly that can put you in the freeze watch timeline. With the drop in crop prices every hour counts before a good rain comes on both planting and harvest.
Still wondering what this has to do with you?
May be this doesn't affect everyone and non of our businesses do immediately affect everyone. Although in the long run if we keep losing our small town businesses locally the hour drive to Watertown or Monti for me will be more often and take away from our hope to build a strong community here. I was at the National day of prayer service this morning and in our area we may not have a lot to do with the nation changing but if we start here at home helping our neighbors. the people here wont have to look for our governments support we can do more for our nation than any of our political parties can. Please step up and support your local businesses. I have not chose to lessen my purchases at Target and Walmart just because they don't fallow my morals but because I am learning to shop local and pay more to make sure my neighbors can feed their family and live in a small town that we now call home. This is where God has asked us to stand up and give thanks for these guys that keep our local farmers tractors going please pray for those who don't have a building or tools to work with today. Pray for our small town businesses we need them. 
God Bless Our Nation!!
After having over 2000 views on this blog post my husband and I took a brake from our day and drove over to see it for our selves. My emotions got even stronger.  I started picturing the guys that I have seen when I walk in the store and their families I pondered what their day was like today.  The smell is still so strong for burning metal and fluids the place looks so lifeless.
I am thankful for this business and that it has a great plan in place for the guys that work there.

A great follow up video in this link