crazy...

Call me crazy...

But I am learning...
That even in the coldest of seasons...

It is a blessing to serve...

To use the tools we have been blessed with...

To scrape away the frosty layers...

Allowing vehicles...

Intended to transport...

To deliver greater distributions.

SO thankful...

Papa has put me in a place...

To watch and learn.

To view what it looks like...

To give my life away...

For little this turkey-mama...

To be a basket-filled feast...

For His Kingdom!

Call me crazy...

But there is no better time...

To be a servant of God...

Than today! 

Blessed to be entrusted with harvest hands...

He chooses to use us...

What an honor!