Lost

I mean me. At least I feel lost, not sure which way to go to find me.

I go to see Pic, hang out. I sit on his back. He eats what’s green in the yard where he lives. The dogs wait in the car cause they aren’t allowed. Its good we can be together, sort of.

I still miss cows and cow work. Sure is a different life. Can’t quite find me in it.

20140703-165253.jpg

Advertisements

4 responses to “Lost

  1. Hugs my friend, here if you need me, and if you need cows , you can always come for a visit

  2. I’m new to your blog and your situation has called out to me. I’m much older than you and I have been in the place where you are just now. More than once. I will pray for you. God has you where you are for a reason and He wants you to a learn something new. A door will open when you are ready in His time. Remember Job 23:9 “When He acts on the left, I cannot behold Him; He turns on the right, I cannot see Him. 10 But He knows the way I take; When He has tried me, I shall come forth as gold. 11 My foot has held fast to His path; I have kept His way and not turned aside.…”
    This quote from Hannah Whitall Smith (1832-1911) has given me courage & hope. I pray you may find comfort as well: “Even to ourselves come afflictions that we cannot understand, and Satan seems so busy in the matter that it is hard to trace the hand of the Lord in it at all. But His hand is in it nevertheless, and He overrules everything. No trial comes except by His permission and for some wise and loving purpose which perhaps only eternity will disclose.”

  3. Praying for things to change for you.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s