Last week my dogs were barking at a fawn that was out by the road and mailboxes. It's mother must have jumped the fence but the baby was too small to make it over. I walked out to the small, little thing but it kept running down the fence row towards my neighbors house, who have shepherds. I was afraid the dogs would kill it if it was not rescued. After a few minutes of trying to catch it, I asked God to help me, help the deer and as soon as I did the fawn laid down in the tall grass. I was able to reach down and just pick it up. It began to bleat and look towards the woods for it's mother. The boys and I put it in the van and drove down the road a little (away from the dogs) and let it go in the woods. It was a sweet experience from God, or at least I think so. Here are a few pictures Matt took of me holding it.
I remember a friend once telling me that his wife wasn't a "touchy feelly" (I know that's not a word) person, she just wasn't made that way. I think a lot of people really believe that some of us weren't made to "show" affection. That is just crazy! How can we all be made in the image of God and not show love and affection toward others. So many of us believe that lie satan keeps whispering into our ears, "It's okay, you're just not into being touchy, feelly with others, God just made you different!" I know that deep down every single person on the planet really wants to be loved and to show love. Somewhere on the journey something happened to cause us to change from who God created us to be. Abuse of some sort entered our lives and challenged our knowledge of our own worth and right to be loved. We made an agreement to self protect and not to be hurt again, changing the way we interact with others. Keeping people at a distance is safe and predictable. I know this because I've been there. Sometimes reaching out to others is risky. Will they respond kindly to the love I offer? Will they be cold and unresponsive towards me, confirming that I'm not worth loving? These are the questions that I sometimes hear whispered in my own ear. Over the past few years, I have taken those risks and yes, sometimes it didn't work out how I had hoped. The important thing is that it doesn't stifle me from taking those steps forward and waiting to try again another day. Offering love to someone and not having it returned the way I thought it should doesn't mean I'm unlovable or there is something wrong with me. It means the other person just isn't ready yet. We are ALL made in His image, made to love and to be loved, made to be show affection and to receive affection. Think about it and how can you take a step towards being all that you were created to be. Be honest with those closest to you, YOU MATTER. How you feel matters! Don't be silent be alive!!
Cindy~
I have a wonderful recipe for you and it's so, so easy!! I am working on learning a new camera and need an external card reader, until then just imagine what it might look like!!
1 pork roast with bone in or whatever cut you like
Liquid Smoke (found in aisle with bbq and soy sauce)
BBQ Sauce of your choosing
Buns
Place whole pork in crock pot, cover with lid and cook on high
for 5-7 hours or slow for 8-9 hours. Do not season or put anything
else in with it. There is a lot of moisture from the fat in the pork and it will turn out wonderfully!!
When pork is finished it will just fall apart, now shred it in a cake dish or whatever dish you like. Sprinkle pork with liquid smoke and taste. Add as much or as little liquid smoke as you like. It's sooooo YUMMY! If you don't want to use the liquid smoke then yo don't have to. Now top on buns with your favorite bbq sauce and ENJOY! You will thank me later.
Last week my dogs were barking at a fawn that was out by the road and mailboxes. It's mother must have jumped the fence but the baby was too small to make it over. I walked out to the small, little thing but it kept running down the fence row towards my neighbors house, who have shepherds. I was afraid the dogs would kill it if it was not rescued. After a few minutes of trying to catch it, I asked God to help me, help the deer and as soon as I did the fawn laid down in the tall grass. I was able to reach down and just pick it up. It began to bleat and look towards the woods for it's mother. The boys and I put it in the van and drove down the road a little (away from the dogs) and let it go in the woods. It was a sweet experience from God, or at least I think so. Here are a few pictures Matt took of me holding it.
