Friday, August 8, 2014

True Israel?

There was a comment made recently comparing the State of Israel and True Israel, in reference to the Jews vs the Christians. What the? Oh boy. *facepalm*

Ok, true Israel is the same as the State of Israel. There is no difference. The Israel we know today is the same Israel who came out of Egypt all those years ago. Over many generations they've been dispersed to the far reaches of the earth, and are now being brought back, but they are the same group of people. The Christians did not replace them. There is no 'Old' and 'New', 'Old' and 'True' Israel. There is just Israel. G-d did not set Israel aside and pick up a new group of people instead to be his prize possession. It just doesn't work that way. G-d does not change his mind, so why would he swap one group of people for another?  In replacing the Jews with the Christians, you're calling G-d a liar.

It can be understood as a family. A father has 2 sons, his older biological son and his younger adopted son. He loves them both, for they are both his children! The father does not forsake his older son in favor of his younger son, does he? Nor does the adopted son have any right to say to the biological son "Away with you, this is my place". No! The adopted son should be glad to be a part of the family.

Likewise it could be understood as a tree. The roots, trunk, and branches are the Jewish people. There are also other branches grafted in, those are the Christians. Without the roots, the whole tree will die.

The Messiah was a Jew, right? He did everything a Jew did. And by being his followers, we should strive to do everything he did, right? He loved his brothers, and so should we. We need to understand our roots so we know where we come from, and that through the Messiah we are grafted in to the tree of life so to speak. The Christians did not replace Israel, and we never will. What did the Master say in John 10:16 "And I have other sheep that are not of this flock. I must bring them also, and they will listen to my voice. So there will be one flock, one shepherd." We will all be one flock, one family. Together. 


Concerning the State of Israel vs true Israel, there is no difference, it is the same. Instead of sibling rivalry, why don't we try some brotherly love? The whole world will benefit from it.

  

Monday, July 28, 2014

The Shmira Project

Operation Protective Edge started between Israel and Gaza on July 7. Today is day 21. Since then, I personally have felt like there is nothing I can do to help. There have been some great projects where you can send money and they buy food, clothing, and other necessities for the soldiers, or send these items yourself, but I don't have any cash or useful items to give at this point.

Then the Shmira Project came across my Facebook news feed. Here is a little bit about them:

Hebrew word "shmira" (pronounced shmeerah) means "guarding" or "protecting". In modern Hebrew, shmiraalso means guard duty. The Shmira Project is an ongoing, grassroots program that pairs IDF combat soldiers with Jews around the world who do acts of kindness, prayer or Torah learning to increase the soldier’s spiritual merit and protection.


This is a grassroots program. We pair IDF combat soldiers with people around the world who do acts of kindness, prayer or Torah learning to increase the soldier’s spiritual merit and protection.

I signed up last night. It helps me to have the name of one of the soldiers fighting, as well as the entirety of the IDF to pray for. Please consider also signing up and doing your part in increasing the soldiers merits, and keeping them in your prayers. May Hashem grant them success, and may they all come home alive and well to their families.

Tuesday, April 22, 2014

Isaiah 11

On the last day of Pesach we read Isaiah 10:32-12:6 as we look forward to the Messianic age.

My favorite part is all of chapter 11. Verses 6-9 talk about how during the Messianic age,

"The wolf will live with the lamb;
the leopard lie down with the kid;
calf, young lion and fattened lamb together,
with a little child to lead them.
Cow and bear will feed together,
their young will lie down together,
and the lion will eat straw like the ox.
An infant will play on a cobra's hole,
a toddler put his hand in a viper's nest.
They will not hurt or destroy
anywhere on my holy mountain.
for the earth will be as full
of the knowledge of Hashem
as the water covering the sea."
What a beautiful picture. I hope to live long enough to see these times. I would love to pet a lion without fear of him eating me. To see a child play with a snake, knowing that they are safe together. There are opinions out there that say this will happen throughout the land of Israel, but especially on the Temple Mount when the Messiah comes.

Verses 11-13:

"On that day Hashem will raise his hand again,
a second time,
to reclaim the remnant of his people who remain from (the north, south, east, and west)
He will hoist a banner for the Goyim,
assemble the dispersed of Israel,
and gather the scattered of Judah
from the four corners of the earth.
Efrayim's jealousy will cease-
those who harass Judah will be cut off,
Efrayim will stop envying Judah,
and Judah will stop provoking Efrayim."
Sound like brothers? Haha :) Verses 15-16:

"Hashem will dry up the gulf
 of the Egyptian Sea.
He will shake his hand over the Euphrates River
to bring a scorching wind,
dividing it into seven streams
and enabling people to cross dry shod.
There will be a highway for the remnant of his people
who are still left from Ashur,
just as there was for Israel
when he came out from the land of Egypt."

The offspring of Your servant David may You speedily cause to flourish, and enhance his pride through Your salvation, for we hope for Your salvation all day long, and look forward to salvation. Blessed are You, Hashem, Who causes the pride of salvation to flourish.

Sound the great shofar for our freedom, raise the banner to gather our exiles and speedily gather us together from the four corners of the earth to our Land. Blessed are You, Hashem, Who gathers in the dispersed of His people Israel.

Thursday, April 17, 2014

Psalm 6

Psalm 6 is the one I read this morning. It starts out with David pleading to Hashem to not rebuke him in His anger, nor to chastise him in His wrath. This makes me think of a parent disciplining their child, and is a reminder to not do so in the heat of their anger. Collect yourself first, then correct your child. For we are much stronger than they, and we don't want to do or say something we might regret later. Punishment and correction is a necessary part of life. Proverbs 19:18 says to "Discipline your son, for there is hope; let your soul not be swayed by his protest." Just as a son is disciplined by his father, so are we disciplined by Hashem.

I love that by the end of the Psalm, David cries "Depart from me, all evildoers, for Hashem has heard my plea, Hashem will accept my prayer." Such hope and confidence in Hashem has he! My prayer is that I will continue to learn to depend on Him the way David did, and continue to strengthen my faith.

Prayer For Finding A Husband


A friend of mine asked a few days ago for me to send her this prayer. I love the way this prayer is put together, focusing on character and not physical attributes. For the character is what's important. Asking for provision of a husband at the right time, as well as for his protection. I think it is a good idea for us all to be praying for our spouses, future or present. Proverbs 18:22 says "He who finds a wife finds a great good, he has won the favor of Hashem." I believe this goes for finding a spouse in general, we could read "She who finds a husband finds a great good…" The woman isn't the great good to be found, it is that relationship, a great good to both partners. 



Prayer For Finding A Husband

May it be Your will, Hashem, my G-d and G-d of my forefathers, that You provide me, in Your great mercy and loving-kindness, my suitable marriage partner at the right time. May he be worthy of fathering a great Torah and G-d-fearing scholar, and be descended from righteous, honest, and G-d-fearing ancestry. Accomplish this as You did by providing a match for Adam, Avraham, Yitzchak, Ya’akov, and Moshe, each one at the appropriate time. May my future husband be good-natured, of pleasant ways and good deeds, gracious, learned, G-d-fearing, charitable, and kind.

May he be devoid of defects and faults, and be humble and modest, rather than hot-tempered and irritable.  May he be healthy and strong. Do not let anyone’s cruelty, hateful intentions, or deeds get in the way of my intended match. May the words of my mouth and the mediation of my heart be pleasing before You, Hashem, my Rock and my Redeemer.

Wednesday, April 16, 2014

Counting of the Omer

Last night started the counting of the omer. The omer is the 50 days between Pesach (April 14 this year) and Shavuot (June 4 this year). I like to put a mark on each day on my calendar, something physically tied to the counting. On each day, we say a prayer, count which day of the omer it is, and read Psalm 67.

"Blessed are you, Hashem, our G-d, King of the universe, who has sanctified us with His commandments and has commanded us concerning the counting of the omer. Today is the ___ day of the Omer, which is ___ weeks and ___ days of the Omer. The Compassionate One, may He return for us the service of the Holy Temple to its place, quickly and in our days. Amen." 


Psalm 67 "May G-d favor us and bless us, may He illuminate His countenance with us. To make known  Your way on earth, among all nations Your salvation. The peoples will acknowledge You, O G-d; the peoples will acknowledge You - all of them. Regimes will be glad and sing for you, because You will judge the peoples fairly and guide with fairness the regimes on earth. The peoples will acknowledge You, O G-d; the peoples will acknowledge You - all of them. The earth will then have yielded its produce; may G-d, our G-d, bless us. May G-d bless us, and may all the ends of the earth fear Him."

Chag Sameach, and happy counting!

I'm back!

Wow! It's been over a year since I've posted anything! And even before that I wasn't very consistent. Oops. I'm trying to get back into writing, so hopefully I'll be more consistent in my posting this time. :)

Since my last post, I have dispersed my flock. There were a number of issues going on, mostly parasite issues, and some of them would be cured only by not having the sheep (or any other ruminant, for that matter) in these pastures for a year or more. So last spring I sold all my ewes, and the lambs left in the fall. I'm down to one ram. I can't bring myself to get rid of him yet. I have him in clean pastures, away from all the harmful stuff and he looks really good now.

One of the local 4-H clubs has snagged me as their sheep project leader. This has been a fun journey! For the past few years I've been able to work with the sheep students during the summer, working on showmanship and the fitting of their animals mostly. But this year I'm able to work with the kids through the whole process. I'm really excited to see the growth and development in the students and their animals throughout this season!

I've also graduated from the college with my degree in Early Childhood Education. Someday when I marry and have children, I'll be able to use that to homeschool my own children with a more full knowledge of how to do so, and have some extra resources on hand. By G-d's grace alone was I able to complete that degree only 2 weeks after turning 20! What a crazy ride that was! It was very intense and very difficult, but I learned a lot.

I'm also currently in the process of launching my own sewing business, Graceful Seams. Stop by and check it out! I'm really excited about it! :D

There have been a few changes to the blog. Nothing major, just little things. The background photo has been swapped. It's a photo from my trip to Israel in the fall of 2012, the sunrise at Elon More. I've also added more to the "About Me", and changed my admin name to a nick name a friend of mine gave me a few years ago, and it stuck! You'll see it on most of my photos too.

So, there is a very brief update! Hopefully I'll be posting more consistently this time around! Chag Sameach!

Wednesday, January 2, 2013

Harvest, 2012

Here are a few pictures of our recent trip to Israel this fall.


 Colorful flowers
 Small and delicate flowers just outside the house we stayed in
 Precious baby. Her eyes really are beautiful
 Cluster of grapes, one of MANY!
 "But you, O mountains of Israel, shall shoot forth your branches..." Ezekiel 36:8
It's happening!
 Pomegranates from the Negev
 Dawn at Elon More, where Hashem made the covenant with Avraham to give this land to his descendants
 At Elon More
 Morning Glory in Hevron
 Rose in Hevron
 Grape vines on the Mount of Blessing (Har Bracha)
 Olives! We were able to help bring in lots of olives the last week or two of our trip
 More grape clusters
 Jerusalem. Temple Mount from the mount of olives
 "How beautiful upon the mountains are the feet of them who bring good news." Isaiah 52:7
 Gamla. "The Masada of the north"
 An old catapult at Gamla
 Vineyard in Shiloh
 The Dead Sea
 Flock taking a rest in one of the barns in Itamar
 The flag
 Another grape cluster
'En Gev, overlooking Lake Kinneret, Sea of Galilee

Thursday, October 25, 2012

"...and to You it is fitting to give thanks."

I shouldn’t be alive, I should be dead. By all physical means, I shouldn’t be sitting here in Israel writing this. But I am. B’H! By HaShem’s grace, mercy, and love for me am I telling you this story, and to Him be the glory for it all.

Two and a half years ago I went through a pretty rough season. The enemy tried to kill me multiple times, and even after that I had a few additional injuries to deal with. I wish I had written in my journal at that point about what happened, but I didn’t. But I know what happened and when, so I guess I’ll write it down now. Better late than never.


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April 27, 2010 - Mauled at work
I had a little incident at work. At the time, I was working on a dairy milking around 60-70 head of cattle. I loved this job, and would love to go back again.

I was bringing the cows in on a Thursday evening. It was still pretty muddy out, and there were more and more calves every day. I love having new little ones running around, they’re so much fun! One of the calves was walking down the alley in front of me, when he tripped and went nose first into the mud. He was still pretty young and getting the hang of his balance, so I bent down and picked him up, cleaned off his nose, and was letting him walk on when one of the cows (not his mother, mind you) mauled me. She hit me across my knees when I lost my balance and went down. She continued to grind me into the ground with her head, starting at my knees and working up. I was trying to get out from underneath her, but nothing was working. When she got to my waist, she stopped as quickly as she had started, and walked away. Later that week, my boss informed me that that cow had some kind of neurological thing going on that they were treating. Found out then that the cow that had mauled me was the one they were treating...

May 6, 2010 - Wreck with Roxy
I took Roxy out for a ride at about noon. Bareback as usual, and this time it was warm enough to ride barefoot. We walked down the road a ways, and ran through 3 joining hay fields. Roxy loves to run, and she’ll run through these fields and race the cars that are driving on the road. I love it when she does this too, she runs so fast that sometimes it feels like we’re flying. We ran in through the back entrance of the park, and played around on the trails for a little while. It was just like any other ride on any other day, beautiful and peaceful. I decided this time to take Roxy and go say hi really fast to a friend who lives about a mile down the road from the park. She loves it when we come by, and it’s nice to see her once in a while.

As we walked out of the park’s front entrance, I noticed a walker down at the corner of the road to the left of us, and noticed the beautiful pink flowers on the trees at the entrance of the park. We stopped and stood under the tree for a moment to take in the beauty HaShem had created, and then moved on down the road to the right.

We were almost there. I noticed a semi truck heading our way in front of us, and driving pretty fast. “Ok, we’ll be fine. I’m sure he sees us, and Roxy is fine with big vehicles.” Then I looked behind us, and there was another semi truck, also heading our way fast. “Huh, busy day today I guess. We need to get off the road and let them pass.” Neither of the trucks were slowing down. I don’t think either of the drivers saw us. On the left side of the road was a barbed wire fence right up to the road, and on the left was a deep rock ditch. I couldn’t pull Roxy off to the side of the road and wait for the trucks to pass, there was nowhere to go. So we ran down the road until there was a driveway or a yard that we could pull into. I saw the yard, and was thinking that we could just pull off the road, run through the corner of the yard, and into the woods. My friend’s house was just on the other side of the woods, which was actually just a small wooded patch that we play hide and seek in with the little kids.

I remember gently turning her off the road, and all that happened afterword. It all went so fast. She slipped on the asphalt, and we went down. We hit the edge of the road, I remember hearing her hooves slide out from under her and feeling us fall. I yelled “NO!”, though I don’t know if it ever came out my mouth or not. We hit the asphalt and slid a bit, which cut up Roxy’s knees and nose, and my right hand. The initial impact of us hitting the ground slammed my right knee into the ground, which also carried up and adjusted the right side of my pelvis. My horse rolled over me, compressing my now twisted 130-140 pound body under her 1300-1400 pound body, crushing my chest and cracking most of my ribs. By lower back too was twisted and then compressed. Thankfully, she only rolled over me the once, and I came off of her before we both continued rolling. At this point, I blacked out. It’s probably a good thing too. I ended up with a grass stain on my shirt that went over the top of my shoulder close to my neck, and I don’t want to know how that happened. We both continued to roll, and at some point I actually flipped so that my head was facing north, and my horse’s head was facing south, the direction that we were headed. This accident should’ve killed me instantly, or shortly thereafter from all that happened. When I woke up, I was laying about an arm’s length away from a large oak tree. My first thought was a combination between the question of “Am I alive?” and “Roxy”. I rolled over quickly and saw my horse laying there on the ground, on her back, and not moving. I thought she had died. I ran over to her, grabbed her legs and pulled them toward them, and she stood up without missing a beat. She was dazed and confused, and bleeding. Checked for broken bones and more blood, she was fine. Her nose was very tender, so I left it until later. I clamped one of her knees between both of my hands, and her other knee between my shoulder and my cheek. Her knees were so bloody that her blood ran down my cheek. Neither of the semi truck drivers even seemed to notice that we were there, let alone stopping to see if we were ok. I didn’t see either of them after I woke up. The walker that we had seen when we came out of the park saw what happened, said “Hi” as she passed, and told me that it looked like we took a bad spill, but that was all. A few vehicles drove passed as well while I was trying to get us put back together again before heading home. At this point we were close to 4 miles from home, and walking was the only way to get back. I didn’t want to call my Mom from my friend’s house, because of the way Roxy and I looked at that point, I didn’t want to leave that bad picture in the girls’ minds of a girl and her horse all bloody and hurt. So we walked back to the park, and I cleaned the blood off of the both of us, and we continued to walk home.

Thankfully I was bareback. If I had put the saddle on her, the horn would’ve impaled my stomach and there would’ve been a lot of internal damage. I knew that I hurt, but I also knew my horse hurt and I wanted to make sure that she was ok before I worried about how bad of shape I was in.



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The fact that I’m alive today is a miracle. A testimony of HaShem’s grace, mercy, and love. But even though I lived through all these things, there was still a lot of pain and injury in my body. But, only until this trip to Israel.

We have been here in the Mountains of Israel for about 2 months now. About 7 weeks ago, my lungs opened back up. From the accident with my horse and my chest being crushed under Roxy’s weight, my lungs had been compressed and hadn’t opened back up fully. It was hard to run or do much physically, and I couldn’t take a deep breath very well, if at all. The mountains last year were hard on me, because breathing was hard. But this year, HaShem opened my lungs close to the beginning of our trip here!

About 4 weeks later, I was doing my prayers in the vineyards in Shiloh. I stepped backward and something happened to my hip. My pelvis actually separated in the back, and the right side tipped back into place. It has been fine since. It was almost as if HaShem took my body and adjusted it so that it is back to where He created it to be!

A few days later my right shoulder, which has been tight and not wanting to work for me, loosened up. I can now rotate my shoulder without pain! My shoulder being tight before wasn't from an injury that I remember, but it had been tight and unable to rotate for quite a while. It is healed!

I have been so blessed to have been healed while we’ve been here! HaShem is good, and His kindnesses never fail!

“We gratefully thank You, for it is You Who are HaShem, our God and the God of our forefathers for all eternity; our Rock, the Rock of our lives, Shield of our salvation are You from generation to generation. We shall thank You and relate Your praise - for our lives, which are committed to Your power and for our souls that are entrusted to You; for Your miracles that are with us every day; an for Your wonders and favors in every season - evening, morning, and afternoon. The Beneficent One, for Your compassions were never exhausted, and the Compassionate One, for your kindnesses never ended - for we have always put our hope in You. For all these, may Your Name be blessed, exalted, and extolled, our King, continually forever and ever. Everything alive will gratefully acknowledge You, Selah! and praise and bless Your great Name sincerely, forever, for it is good. O God of our salvation and help, Selah! the beneficent God. Blessed are You, HaShem, Your Name is “The Beneficent One” and to You it is fitting to give thanks.”

Tuesday, May 8, 2012

A Story About A Very Special Book

This was amazing! We had a long day up at Bracha (Mount of Blessing, in Israel). Just before we left, Daniel, one of the younger boys starts, showing us this little book he found in a garbage pile. We were looking at is and realized it was a little tiny prayer book. Daniel asked me if I would like him to run and grab another book from the garbage, that there were a bunch of important looking books there. I almost said "No, thanks, just leave it" because we were just about to leave, but instead said "Please, if you can get one quick." He ran off and was back real quick with this dirty, dusty, wrinkled and falling apart book, about the size of a pocket sized siddur. It was in pretty rough shape; he handed me the cover, then the rest of the book and said "I think these went together." When I opened it up, all I could really read was Torah, Nevi'im, and Ketuvim in Hebrew, and saw the IDF emblems. That was pretty neat and exciting, a really beautiful find.

On the way home from Bracha, I had dusted off the binding and the torah and put them back together. Sitting in the van carefully holding it together, something caught my attention. I looked down at what I was holding, and realized that this Torah, the way it was worn, fit perfectly in my hand. The IDF soldier who previously owned it must have been right-handed, and we would had the same size hands.

I often wonder who was the person who owned this little book, and why it ended up in a pile of garbage up there on Bracha. There is some hand writing in the back, and it would be so neat to meet that person, and to be able to return it put back together. If it ever happens, I hope it'll be with me and it can go back to that person. But until then, and even if it doesn't happen, I'll hold onto it and learn to read.

Thinking about this made me think about the lives of so many people. We were once dirty, dusty, and falling apart. Left where we were, we would've been useless. But we were picked up, put back together and made into beautiful, useful vessels for HaShem.

Thursday, February 9, 2012

We know we can rely on our Shepherd for help

I thought this would be well worth sharing. Short and sweet.

Harriot lambed Tuesday morning. This was her first time lambing here under my care, and she seems to be a good mom. She's not one that really wants attention, though she's not skittish. She's quiet, keeps to herself, and is pretty easy to work with.

Yesterday (Wednesday) when I went down to get the horses, Harriot was standing in the middle of the sheep field, calling me. She seemed somewhat distressed or concerned. Knowing this is not her usual behavior, I went down to see what was going on. Poor girl couldn't find her lamb! He had wondered off and fallen asleep in the hay feeder. I found him there, half buried by the loose hay, sound asleep. I called his momma over, picked him up and set him down next to her. She was visibly relieved that she had found her baby, and almost looked like she would've said "thank you" if she could speak - you could see it in her eyes.

It was a wonderful picture to me of how we can rely on our Shepherd to help us when we are in distress. Hm, I love the lessons Abba teaches through letting me care for this precious flock. :) *happy sigh*

Saturday, January 21, 2012

I Believe: Miracles - Job 1:21




When I think of miracles, miracles that have happened to me personally, a list starts running through and flooding my mind. HaShem has dome so many amazing things for me, and through me, just thinking about it is overwhelming.

Sometimes, farmers loose some of their stock, but it shouldn't happen as often as it has for me. Almost every year for the past 10 years I've lost at least one, and I don't have huge numbers. One year in particular, I lost close to half my stock, my grades at the college weren't doing too great, and the whole situation was taking a toll on my body. How did I make it? The only way to answer that, is G-d pulled me through.

"HaShem gave, HaShem took; blessed be the name of HaShem" ~ Job 1:21
I have repeated these words of Job's multiple times because of their relevance to my life. Not only does He give and take, but sometimes He gives back, then again takes away. There are two scenarios that come to mind. . .

February 3-5, 2009 Baruch

The first part of the story of Baruch, my little blessing. The first 2 paragraphs written on February 4th, it is only the part until He gave this little one back to me. The last paragraph was written just as I'm typing up this blog post.

"Baruch (which means "Blessed" in Hebrew) was born a twin on February 3, 2009 and my house here in Lynden. That was a Tuesday morning. Wednesday, February 4, came down with severe Hypothermia. We thought he wasn't going to make it. At 8:10 this morning, I thought that he had died, he was all sprawled out in the lambing pen, twisted in odd directions, and really looked lifeless and that rigor mortis had set in already. My first thought was "If he is alive, he'll have a broken neck, leg and possibly ribs." It appeared that his mother had stepped on him repeatedly. We brought him into the house to see if he would be ok, and to warm him up. My hands were cold, so I couldn't feel that he was just as cold as I was, really cold. I found this out after, of course, when I came in from finishing my chores that Mom told me that he was cold - no registrable temp. We had diagnosed Hypothermia, severe Hypothermia. We did all that we could, 3 cc's Vit B, 6 cc's Dextrose 50%, heating pad... all we could do then was wait. And pray. And pray we did. Finally, at 11:00, he started making progress. He had the sucking reflex and took a bit of milk every 15 mins until at 11:45 had taken the whole bottle. His temp hadn't even registered on the thermometer before and now is at 99.2 (normal is 101-103). The dogs barked at something and he sat up and opened his eyes, something that I was amazed he could do. After a few mins, he was up and walking! We waited until we were sure that he was stable (quite a while) and then took him back to his mother who readily took him back, another miracle! Baruch HaShem, he is even alive, let alone walking!

Sometimes the Lord will answer your prayers with a green light, right away, sometimes it's yellow, wait, and sometimes it is a red, no. This time, for me it was yellow, wait. But he did answer my prayer to give this lamb a second chance at life, a live full of little, and big, blessings.

The next day though, he was gone. I had checked on him before I went to bed, and everything seemed fine. G-d had given him to me, taken him away, tested me and gave him back in a way that could only be explained by G-d, and then took him away again. There was a point to be made, a lesson to be learned.

January 31, 2011 Tiffany and Emunah

The first part of this post is long, so for the sake of the length of this post, I'll put a link to it HERE. If you haven't already, read the first part of Tiffany and Emunah before reading the rest of it.

Similar to the story of Baruch, I went down to the barn the next morning to find that Emunah did not make it. She drifted off peacefully, not seemingly distressed or anything. Her Momma, Tiffany, my favorite ewe, ended up with an infection and died a few days later. Emunah had been given to me, taken away, and given back miraculously, to be taken away again. Tiffany, whom I thought would've died days before, was given back to me, I took care of her the best I could, and then she was taken away again.

The whole event was incredibly emotionally draining. Lots of crying, sadness, happiness, and more crying. At the end of it all, what can you say? What can you do? Look for the lessons taught, learn them. Remember everything that happened, it may be useful to you or someone later.

"HaShem gave, HaShem took;
blessed be the name of HaShem."
~ Job 1:21

Remember everything that happened,
it may be useful to you or someone else later.

Friday, January 20, 2012

I Believe: Miracles




HaShem has worked so many miracles in my life, and most of the happened here, in the barn. It would take volumes of books to write down all the wonders G-d has done for me, so I'll have to keep writing about them as I recall and have time to post them. As for now, Shabbat is coming quickly and I have a lot of preparation to do, but I will give you a taste of that which I will write about later. I encourage you to think about all the miracles HaShem has performed in your life, write them down, and keep them in a place where you can access them when you're going through a rough spot in life.

"HaShem gave, HaShem took; blessed be the name of HaShem" Job 1:21 - This has happened countless times. Although He sometimes takes away the ones closest to me, He has given them back to me after they've died. There is hope, one must only believe. And, sometimes, after giving them back, He'll take them away again, to teach another lesson. This too has happened to me. But even in this heartache, I must remember to give thanks where it is due, for teaching me valuable lessons, and for bringing me through the valley of the shadow of death. I promise I won't leave you wondering here for too long. We'll see what happens after Shabbat, I may be able to get the story up then.

G-d has also given me my life back. I've been in a few accidents, specifically 2 a week and a half apart, which should've killed me. Nearly 2 years ago. It took until after the trauma had gone for me to realize that I should be dead, and that only by the grace of G-d am I still alive. I will write about this soon too, as soon as I can.


This has been a very helpful verse in my life,
so I put it up on my barn wall.

Wednesday, January 11, 2012

A few verses in Ecclesiastes...

I was reading through Ecclesiastes this summer when I was watching the neighbor's dairy, and came across quite a few gems in this book, these are only a portion of them. We have to look past when he says everything is pointless and feeding on the wind, to see the beauty of the book.

Just some very short thoughts. Nothing much really, maybe something will jump out to you as well...

"Two are better than one, in that their cooperative efforts yield this advantage: if one of them falls, the other will help his partner up." 4:9

This is what we need to look for in our next leader:
"... the greatest advantage to the country is when the king makes himself a servant to the land." 5:7(8)

"Also, everyone to whom G-d has given riches and wealth, along with the power to enjoy it, so that he takes his allotted portions and finds pleasure in his work - this is a gift of G-d; for he will not brood over the fact that his life is short, since G-d keeps him occupied with what will bring him joy." 5:18(19)-19(20) So try to find joy in the task at hand, it is a blessing from G-d!

"A good name is better than perfumed oil" 7:1

"Don't grasp just one of these rules; take hold of the other as well; for he who is in fear of G-d will live by both of them." 7:18

"To a wise man wisdom is better protection than ten rulers in a city." 7:19

"Also, don't take seriously every word spoken, such as when you hear your servant speaking badly of you; because often, as you yourself know, you have spoken badly of others." 7:21-22

Maybe this is why I love mornings :)
"In the morning, sow your seed; and don't slack off until evening; for you don't know which sowing will succeed, this, or that, or if both will do well. Then the light will be sweet, and it will be a pleasure to see the sun." 11:6-7

And this one really spoke to me, looking at the situation of the young generation of our time.
"Young person, if you spend your youth only having fun, if you use your early years just to entertain yourself, if you follow your heart as you live your life, and let your eyes be your guide; understand that for all these things G-d will bring you to judgement. Therefore, remove anger from your heart; and keep from harming your body; for neither adolescence nor youth has any lasting value." 11:9-10
Interesting that he pin points these actions as a root of anger...

At the very end, but perhaps the most important...
"Here is the final conclusion, now that you have heard everything: fear G-d and keep his mitzvot; this is what being human is all about. For G-d will bring to judgement everything we do, including every secret, whether good or bad. [Here is the final conclusion, now that you have heard everything: fear G-d, and keep his mitzvot, this is what being human is all about.]" 12:13-14

Thursday, January 5, 2012

Israeli Grape Harvest 2011

Israeli Grape Harvest, 2011


We had roughly 250 people for harvest this year, and were blessed to be able to bring in a whoppin 304 tons of grapes for some of Israel's wineries in Judea and Samaria. We had a blast!



Our clippers, or nippers depending on who you talk to, were very familiar to me and quite easy to use. Being a shepherdess who uses hoof trimmers, this was one of the first familiar things to me - the nippers were basi
cally hoof trimmers. :-)

Look at what these vines grow in! It's a miracle that they can grow, and produce such amazing grapes. It's not just
amazing, it's a miracle.

From here....




To here!!!
25,000 bottles of wine ready to be shipped out



Here's the web sites to 4 of the wineries we were able to work in:

Psagot Winery (Wine bottles pictured above)

Shiloh Winery (Vines pictured above)

This is some of my most favorite Israeli wine, just in case you're trying to decide which to get... :-)

And last, but definitely not least,
Tura Winery (No pictures, sorry...)

We had some big days harvesting. A 15 ton day in the 115 degree heat (being used to the more cold and wet climate, this was quite different), and a 21 ton day - a record setter!

Monday, December 26, 2011

A Lesson in Faith, אמונה, Jan. 30, 2011



“Those who know your name put their trust in you, for you have not
forsaken those who seek you, O LORD.” Psalm 9:10

I’m not sure how far back I should start, where the beginning of this story is. This is a long one…
Two years ago the LORD blessed me with a beautiful little ewe lamb, Tiffany. She’s out of stock that I’d purchased, she was born here and she was the first one that I was really excited about. This September I bought a ram that I was also pretty excited about. This was a really powerful genetic line that I wanted to continue to breed.
This is Tiffany’s first year lambing, and that is something that always makes me a bit nervous. Yesterday morning it appeared that she was starting to lamb. Throughout the course of the day, only one thing happened – the water bag had popped. I had been watching her, and after internal exams (up to my elbows for quite some time), shots and several calls to the Vet, she told me that if she doesn’t have those lambs in an hour, then something drastic will need to be done to save the lambs, which meant a C-section. I had been told a few years ago by another Vet that C-sections in sheep are costly not only to the checkbook, but maybe the lambs will make it, if it’s not too late already, and maybe the ewe will make it through, and after, the surgery. Even if she does, she can never be bred again.
This was incredibly disheartening. I kept trying to gently but firmly pull that lamb out, but he wouldn’t budge. An hour had passed. She was so weak and in pain, and every injury that I’ve had over the last year was aching so I couldn’t even get off the barn floor. The entire time I had been praying that the LORD would somehow intervene and help get this lamb out alive, but nothing was happening. In fact, it seemed like everything was getting worse. It was about 2:30pm, and Tiffany had given up, I had given up. Mom and I had made the decision that she would be put down the next morning. I sat there on the barn floor with my ewe crying, Tiffany was my baby. There was nothing else I could do, only God could do anything. (Like I could do anything on my own in the first place!) We had figured that by then the poor lamb’s time had run out, that he had died, so we left the barn.
When we got back into the house, I went to my room and prayed. Praying and reading my bible was the only thing I could think to do. Ecclesiastes and Psalms were the two books that I read through, because those were the two that people had said helped them through hard times and were comforting. Besides, I like Psalms. Praying, I gave it all to God, and said:
Father, You do everything for a reason, everything You do has a
purpose. I don’t know what the purpose of this is, but may you be
glorified in all this!
And I kept repeating this. It was the only thing that kept me from getting angry at myself, or worse yet, God for letting this happen – again. This isn’t the first time nor the second that lambing has gone bad. For the past 6 out of 7 years something has gone wrong, way wrong.
In my reading, the verses that jumped out at me the most were these ones…
“When I look at your heavens, the work of your fingers,
the moon and stars that you set in place -
what are mere mortals, that you concern yourself with them;
humans, that you watch over them with such care?”
Psalm 8:4-5
and Psalm 23, mostly verse 4
“Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will
fear no evil, for you are with me.”
Psalm 23:4
A little later Mom and I were talking and praying for Tiffany. “If God wants her lamb to live, He’ll make it happen, we just need to trust that he will.”
I didn’t go down to the barn at all that night, and Curtis fed the sheep this morning for me. I couldn’t do it, emotionally it was too much for me. I knew that if I went down there, everything from yesterday would come back and I would be down there crying for a long time. I thought that her lambs were dead and that she was going to die soon, and that is hard for me to take, especially since I had invested two years of my life into her.
Mom went to work with me this morning. After being mauled by one of the cows at work late April last year, and then the wreck with my horse a week later that should have killed me (literally), and other injuries, my body is in pretty rough shape. Mom has been telling me for a while that I need to find a new job and quit milking, because that is doing more harm to my body that it’s worth. But, being thick headed and loving my job, I haven’t. That is, until today. This afternoon I called my boss and talked to him about quitting. He really didn’t want me to, but understood that if I can’t continue to milk, then I can’t continue to milk. I used to babysit their kids, then they asked if I wanted to milk the cows; it’s been a real blessing working for that family.
This evening was my last shift in the parlor. I was kind of upset until…
Dad came into the parlor and started talking to Mom. I didn’t really think anything of it. Then Mom told me that I needed to go check on the sheep, that Keeley (another one of my ewes) was lambing. Great, not now! She isn’t due for another 2 weeks! Last year she did the same thing, lambed early and both lambs died because they were premature. I forgot that Dad doesn’t really know which sheep is which. haha!
It wasn’t Keeley!
Tiffany was lambing! Dad had gone down to water the sheep, he just figured that they might be able to use some more water. Tiffany was lambing, on her own! He ended up calling Curtis, and he told him to pull the lamb. The lamb was alive! So he came to get me from work, thankfully work is just down the road from the house! I only had a few minutes to check on the ewe, but she looked pretty good and the lamb was moving around. My first thought was “Baruch HaShem, Blessed are you, LORD! Your compassion is never exhausted!” Then I had to go back to work. I explained everything to Mom, she was so excited that she almost cried, then she had to call her friend in WI and just “Oh my gosh, you’ll never believe this!” Both Mom and I were so happy and utterly shocked, all we could think to say was “Baruch HaShem, I’m sorry for doubting you Abba”
When we FINALLY got home, which felt like it took forever, we went down to the barn. The ewe lamb was doing pretty good, but Tiffany was looking pretty bad. I gave her some Penicillin and Vit. B, and she perked up a bit. I tried to get the lamb to suck, but that wasn’t working. So I milked Tiffany into a bottle and fed her that way. She ate quite a bit! Then Mom and I went up to the house for a little while, ate something for dinner, then I went back down to the barn to put up a heat lamp. Guess what? Tiffany had twins! The second lamb, though, was a big one, and dead. But the ewe is doing alright. She’s absolutely wasted, and when I left her at about 9:45 tonight, she was laying down with her baby, out like a light. Sleep well, my girl, you need it.
 After all this, I’ve decided to name her Emunah אמונה meaning Faith or Faithful.
“When I look at your heavens, the work of your fingers,
the moon and stars that you set in place -
what are mere mortals, that you concern yourself with them;
humans, that you watch over them with such care?”
Psalm 8: 4-5
“You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies.
Surely goodness and mercy will follow me all the days of my life,
and I will dwell in the house of the LORD forever.”
P.S.
After writing this, early the next morning, I found that Emunah had died during the night. Tiffany was also lost a few days later. This hurt me greatly, for each of my animals are very dear to me. But, knowing that Abba has a plan for everything that happens gives me hope and strength to carry on. I'm not sure why all this happened, but there is a reason. Maybe I will see it later in life, maybe not. The point is to not lose faith, even during a dark and painful time.

Wednesday, December 21, 2011

History of Hanukkah

This is what I wrote about the history of Hanukkah. I was in a bit of a hurry, so it might be a little rough still. The miracle of the oil doesn't appear in the history until a few hundred years later, so I didn't mention that. It's a tradition, so I'll hit that another time when I hit the rest of the traditions. :)


Alexander the Great had conquered a very large territory, and called it the Greek Empire. When he died, he split his empire into kingdoms and made his closest friends and advisors kings. About 2 generations later, Antiochus III ruled the Syrian kingdom. This territory included Israel. We left him alone, and for the most part, he left us alone. It was like this for a long time. Then in the year 3586/175BCE king Antiochus III died and his son, Antiochus IV ruled in his place. Antiochus IV, or Antiochus Epiphanies, was a wicked man, and hated the way his father treated us, thinking he was too kind to us.


At this time, there were some Hebrews who abandoned the Torah of Moshe and mislead the rest of the people of Israel by saying “Let’s make a treaty with the surrounding nations. Ever since we’ve separated ourselves from them, we’ve had nothing but trouble.” This was the first compromise of the story.


Any of this sound familiar? Maybe we should learn from the story of Hanukkah and not make any kind of treaty with the surrounding nations. For when Joshua made a covenant with the descendants of Gibeon and did not seek the counsel of HaShem, did not Haman come from that line? Did he not try to raise to power and kill the Jews? Ever since we’ve separated ourselves from them, we’ve had nothing but trouble. We didn’t separate ourselves, HaShem set us apart from the nations. We’ve not had to make a treaty with any other nation, because HaShem is our shield, He protects us and leads us. We’ve had trouble because the nations see that HaShem has chosen us, and it’s jealousy which turns to hatred that is why we’ve taken the brunt of their anger.


When Antiochus had a firm grip on his kingdom in Syria, he decided that he wanted to rule the Egyptian kingdom in addition to what he had. So he left Syria and traveled down to Egypt, invaded and took over. On his way back, he entered Israel and attacked Jerusalem. He stripped the Temple of everything of worth, murdered thousands of people and left, going back to his place in Syria to brag about all that he had done.This was the first desecration of the Temple committed by Antiochus IV. Wherever the people of Israel lived, they mourned.


Shortly after the desecration of the Temple, Antiochus wrote to all the nations in his kingdom saying that everyone has to give up their traditions, and specifically to us he said that we must not do what the Torah tells us, but to do the exact opposite. Build altars in illegal places to false gods, sacrifice pigs and other unclean animals on the altar, work on Shabbat, not circumcise our sons, and so on. There were many who abandoned Torah and joined themselves to these foreign officials. These people were known as Helenists. There were also many people who refused to compromise, who refused to abandon the Torah and do as the king had ordered, and were slaughtered the hands of an uncircumcised people.


There was a man named Mattathias, who had moved away from the more intense persecution in Jerusalem, to the city of Modein. Mattathias had five sons: John, Simon, Judas called the Maccabee, Eleazar, and Jonathan. One of the kings officials came to Modein and were trying to force us to abandon our religion and sacrifice to false gods. They came to Mattathias and said, “You’re a highly respected leader in this city, and you have the support of your sons and relatives. Be the first to come forward and do what the king has ordered. Be like all the people in the other nations... Then you and your sons will receive the title ‘Friend of the King.’ You will be honored with silver, gold, and many other gifts.”


Sound like the voice of the deceiver to you? That convincing, “You know, if you do this one thing, look at all these things you will get!” Things. Stuff. Materialistic garbage. But, that’s the way the world operates. Do this and you’ll get silver, gold, gifts, a title, a name! But. Do this and ruin your reputation before HaShem. Join yourself to them and receive their curses right along with them! What the king’s official was saying to him was Convert or Die! (Remind you of anyone? Greeks, Romans, Crusades, Inquisition, just to name a few.)


Even with these temptations, which to Mattathias weren’t very tempting, he stood strong for HaShem, and would do nothing the official said. He shouted “All the nations in the king’s empire may have obeyed him. They may have chosen to follow his orders by abandoning the religion of their ancestors. But even if they have, my sons, relatives, and I will keep the terms of the promise HaShem made to our ancestors. It’s unthinkable for us to desert our teachings and religious practices. We won’t obey the king’s orders, and we won’t worship in any other way.” He was refusing to compromise. He shouted this proclamation, not just told the guy quietly. He was going to let everyone know that he was not going against what HaShem commanded, and that he will not obey the king’s orders to do so. In a way, he was letting everybody know that he was going to be the army’s next target.


When Mattathias finished speaking, a young Jewish man ran up and intended to slaughter the pig as the king ordered. He was probably thinking that what the official had promised to Mattathias sounded good, and that since Mattathias wasn’t going to do it, that he would and get all that silver, gold, and other reward. But Mattathias was shocked to see this, and being so zealous for HaShem, ran up to the man and killed him there on the altar where he was. He then turned and killed the official and the men with him and tore down the pagan altar. His zeal for HaShem was equated to that of Pinchas haCohen, who killed Zimri in the Tabernacle.


Mattathias then went through the city saying, “Whoever is still devoted to HaShem and His promises, follow me!” With that, he and his sons fled to the mountians, and left everything they owned in the city. This should remind you of the time when Moshe drew the line in the sand and said to Israel, “Whoever is for HaShem, get up and stand with me!” after the golden calf incident.


At that time, Mattathias, his sons, and the group of people who were still devoted to HaShem, were joined by another group of Jewish people called the Hasidim. The Hasidim were the strongest people in Israel, and all of them volunteered for the sake of the Torah. Everyone who had fled because of the persecutions also joined Mattathias. This made their forces stronger, and they organized an army. In their fury they killed those who sinned by not following the Torah and were successful in hunting down foreign officials. Those who survived their attacks fled to the foreigners for safety. This band of ‘rebels’ also went around the countryside tearing down the altars dedicated to false gods.


How devoted are you? Would you get out of a place surrounded my evil, take the others who are devoted with you, and flee to the mountians? Leave everything you own in your house and go? Would you get together a band of rebels with you, kill those who need to be killed (according to HaShem’s standard, not ours), and start tearing down the abominations in the countryside? For the sake of your G-d, His people, His land, His covenants and His promises?


When the time came for Mattathias to die, he said to his sons, “We’re living in disastrous and violent times because arrogant foreigners are treating us with contempt. My children, now is the time for you to show your devotion to HaShem and the Torah. Offer your lives for the sake of the promise HaShem made to our ancestors.” He continued to remind them of what our ancestors did then they were alive. How Avraham proved faithful when he was tested, how Joseph was in a difficult situation and obeyed HaShem’s command, about Pinchas, Moshe, Y’oshua and Calev, David, Eliyahu, Hanahiah, Azariah, and Mishael, and Daniel. He then continued with another very import piece. He said, “So keep in mind that in every generation those who trust HaShem will have the strength they need. Don’t be afraid of a sinful king who threatens you. His honor will come to an end when he dies and his body is covered with manure and worms. Today he may be honored, but tomorrow no one will be able to find him because he will have returned to dust, and his plans will be ruined. My children, be strong and courageous while defending the Torah...”


The way we teach our children is important. We know the history of our ancestors, and the covenants and promises HaShem made with them, and in turn, with us. He promised good things to us if we obey Him. If we obey Him and do his will, we will receive blessings in plenty. But, if we fall into the trap of the enemy and go against HaShem’s will, we will receive curses in plenty. We need to stand up and fight for what we believe.


Antiochus heard about the Maccabees and how they were hunting down those who were trying to force our people to convert, or die. He sent his armies against them and were defeated. This small band of ‘rebels’ killed and beat back quite a large and well trained army, because they were zealous for their faith.


After these battles Judas said to the men with him, “Let’s go up to Jerusalem, and cleanse and re-dedicate the Temple.” This is what they did, and they brought their families with them. When they got there and saw how desecrated the holy place was, they tore their clothes in grief and wept. There were among them a few remaining priests who had lead holy lives and were dedicated to the Torah, and they cleansed the Temple and everything in it. They tore down the now defiled altar, put it’s stones in an unclean place, and built a new altar according to Moshe’s teachings and dedicated it. They made new utensils and brought back the holy items that had been stolen and cleansed and purified them, them put them back in the Temple. On the 25th day of Chislev, the cleansing and rededication had been completed, and normal routine was restored. The people celebrated the rededication for eight days in joy! Everyone was overwhelmingly happy because they had removed the disgrace of Jerusalem.


I’d also like to add in here how Antiochus died. Not for any reason except to learn from his mistakes, and that he seemed to have realized that he had made a mistake. Tehillim says “Don’t rejoice when your enemy falls...”


Antiochus had heard about a city in Persia that was known for it’s vast amounts of riches, and decided to attack and loot the city. But the citizens of the place found out about his plan and resisted him in battle, thus he retreated. While in Persia, a messenger came and told him about how his armies had been slaughtered and beat back by that small band of ‘rebels’ in Israel. Both beatings hit Antiochus hard, and he became very depressed and didn’t get out of bed for many days. He couldn’t get over his depression, and realized that he was about to die. Then he said, “I remembered all the terrible things I did to Jerusalem. I took all its silver and gold utensils. Without any good reason, I sent armies to destroy the people who live in Judea. Now I know that all these things are happening to me because of the terrible things I’ve done. I’m being destroyed by depression in a foreign land.”


It would be advised to learn from this guy’s mistakes, and what he said at the end of his life. If such a wicked man can realize that he’s being destroyed because he was dishonorable to HaShem’s name, then how much more so should we be careful in our lives to respect it.


How committed to your religion, your faith, are you? When the Temple was desecrated the first time by Antiochus, those who were dedicated to the temple, to Torah and HaShem’s promises, the people mourned wherever they lived. When the Maccabees came to cleanse and re-dedicate the Temple and saw how desecrated and defiled it was, they tore their clothes in grief and wept. This time it is on our watch! If you are not actively standing for G-d and his covenants, you are standing against him. The question is - What can we do today?