I LOVE animals (anyone who doesn't is a weirdo, am I right?). That pretty much sums me up I guess . . . Oh, and I LOOOVE Jesus, too. And the trees . . . and the wind . . . and the sky . . . . . . .
I might seem "stiff" to a stranger, but become my best friend, and I will chatter about chickens all day. Calm and impassive I am, but show me baby duckies, and I become a squealy little girl.
I will do anything in my power to help people and animals in any way I can, and NOTHING can stop me from trying.
And I can also be a goofball if someone gets me goin' (sure I'm a Jesus believer and His Holiness still stands, but that doesn't mean I can't have fun ).
I've been home-schooled my whole life, and I am the oldest of 12 children. I love my family and my animals, and all of my BYC friends!!!
As a young adult, my plan--with the guidance of my Savior--is to walk into 2020 with clear vision for my life and step where He leads me.
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I stood there, with my Savior standing right in front of me... He was covered in sweat and blood. He had a crown of thorns on top of His mangy head. He reached out His right hand to me, and I gently took it into both of mine. I looked down at my Savior's hand. Oh, His beautiful hand with a perfect hole from the nails that were driven into His flesh. I looked up to meet the eyes of my Creator, and I saw the sadness and the burden that He carried. I wanted so much to comfort Him. But I knew that I could not take this burden from Him...
I reached up to wipe the tears from His blood-covered face, as the only thing that I could give back to Him. When I looked down at my own hands, I was not disgusted to see the blood of God running down my arms and covering me.
When I looked up, my precious Jesus was nailed to the cross, and the name of every person that would ever exist was flooding through His mind with such intense love in the midst of agony, my own name being among them, though I was born thousands of years later.
I then saw my Savior in Heaven, clothed in white, Holy and Magnificent. His perfect face without blemish was smiling so widely at me, and in that moment, I felt that I was the only person to exist. The love, and the awestruck wonder that penetrated my heart to the core when my Creator looked at me, was an experience... that no word could describe.
It ain't religion--I've been forgiven! And the new life I've been freely given is the freedom to walk in His Holiness, fully cleansed from sin.
I joined when I got my first batch of ducklings in the mail, to learn as much I could. Every time I look something up about chickens etc, BYC comes up! I'm always "drinking in the knowledge." And all of the members here are AMAZING!!! I would rather hang out here instead of any other social media any day!
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Patiently waiting for the Lord to reveal His plan to me
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All my hope is in Jesus. Thank God that yesterday's gone. All my sins are forgiven, because I've been washed by the blood.
My flock consists of several breeds of chickens, ducks, geese, and guinea fowl, and my LGD Maremma Sheepdog, Shiloh, who protects them all alongside me.