Lesson number 3,457 (for me): Baking bread is a healing thing to do. Same with breaking bread.
Bake and Break.
I never knew before that baking and breaking bread provides nourishment for the body and the soul. I never knew before that bread makes things better.
Let me take you through my learning of this particular lesson. It happened after I went to the library and checked these books out…
After that, things changed. Here, read my facebook status:
The potential FARM deal fell apart last night. They’ll be no FARM for me JUST YET. I am very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very disappointed and sad, but do believe that things always work out for the best…right?
And, then. I received this outpouring of wonderfulness. I receive helpful, wonderful replies and messages. As I read them, I was uplifted and supported. They give me encouragement and hope. Saved by my Special Farmgirl Friends once again! Here they areebook.
That just means that was not the one for you.
yes! your farm is out there, even better than this one, you’ll see
This only means there is something better for you. Patience grasshopper!
: Don’t stop your riding lessons you’ll still need to know how to ride!!!! Keep looking up something will work out.
sad for you . . . ;-( but everything happens for a reason – there will be something better but it sure is hard to go through it and wait for the other!!
Everything happens for a reason! Keep the faith…..the best is waiting for you to find it!
you r right Anna….everything Does happen for a reason. We can find peace in knowing that cant we.
Oh I am soooooooooooooooo sorry. I can’t imagine how disappointed you must be and heart broke. Things do work out for reasons but it can difficult to appreciate that when you are feeling so sad. Hang in there, tomorrow will look brighter.
This Too Will Pass…….sooo sorry
There’s another, better farm waiting for you, dear. Keep creating it in your mind so that it knows where to look to find you. Stop being sad as soon as possible, and get on with the joy of connecting with the farm that is meant to be yours.
something better is surely right around the corner! just keep your head up ♥
Sorry Rebekah. To me, this just means that the timing is wrong, or there’s something better coming your way. Everything happens for a reason and you are where you are suppose to be. Hang in there. One day you will have your little farm. :o)
I am so sorry for your sad heart:( It will be okay and one day when you are petting your mini-donks on the farm you are meant to have, you will look back and know all things do work for good;)
In times like this….I can hear my Grandma say that God has btter things in store. So just hang in there and know that God is in control.
I know its hard when we inspire to do something and then it doesn’t turn out! Theres a farm out there with your name on it!!!About 3 yrs ago I lost my dream house that I had for 12 yrs! it was where my kids grew up. at the same time I had t…o have major surgery cause they thought I had cancer!!well evrything has turned out inspite of these things. my health is good and I’am not homeless.I count my blessings everyday…The right farm is waiting for you Rebekah…sorry it wasn’t this one
What??? Are you selling your place or just not getting into the chickens and goats (farm)? I hope you can keep your place but if you are selling, I would be interested.
So sorry to hear this! When you do find you’re farm, you’ll be sooo glad ’cause it’ll be better!
I’m sure the most fabulous farm is just around the corner. Hang in there!
I am sad for you…another BETTER one will come your way soon!!! That’s just how things work! Think happy thoughts and have a great day!
Ah, I’m so sorry. Keep looking, because you WILL find your farm. Good luck!
Rebekah Teal :
Thank you all so much. Your words help my broken heart!! I know you are right. I’m just so let down right now. I have decided to allow myself to mourn for 24 hours. Then, I’ve got to snap out of this!!!
Make some homemade bread…you can knead out your frustration and disappointment and have the comfort of fresh bread baking in your kitchen.
All things work to good to those who know and trust God. It will happen with the right place and at the right time.
sorry to hear that, but all that really means that wasn’t the right farm for you and your family, the right one will come and it will all work out for the best.
Well bummer. I have a story to tell you. as always! Long story short. We went to an auction for some land several years ago and we were sure we were going to get it. We even did have it for about five minutes. We were outbid. My husband just loved that land. DRove by it all the time. WE decided to stay in town and build on. Before we even had our addition finished, that land went up for sale. We bought it and we are building on it now. Never lose hope.
I am sorry to here that Rebekah. I always believe that, if it does not work out there is something better in the future that God is holding on for you. We tried for a different 10 acre parcel with house right before we got the one we are …in. It was closer to the area that I wanted but it fell through because of the owners not really wanting to short sell and we ended up with this 10 acres with a nicer home and prettier land around it. Hang in there.
I’m sorry to hear it too. There is something better for you I’m sure.
D’Wanna: Saw this quote today and thought of you and your farm: “sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together” –Marilyn Monroe. Hope better things fall together for you!
Dorothy: So sorry Rebekah! Maybe later
I just have to say THANK YOU! Thank you for all your encouragement and support. I received emails and messages as well, all with the same encouraging “Chin Up” theme. My friend, Michelle, had a beautiful sentiment, one I had never thought about before. She wrote to me about “farm spirit:”
One thing I want to tell you to encourage your heart is that the spirit of the farm is much like the spirit of Christmas. We don’t celebrate Christmas all year long, but the spirit is there. We can keep it alive by doing all the things that we love about that season. The same for the farm! The farm spirit is embedded deep within your soul! You can have a beautiful farmhouse right now inside your very own home, you can continue to take horse riding lessons and get out and enjoy all of nature as much as your spirit can hold!
Thank you for sharing your dreams with all of us “farm girls.” We will never let your special farm dream fade! It will happen!
your friend, Michelle
How perfect are those words? “WE WIll NEVER LET YOUR SPECIAL FARM DREAM FADE!” As I told her, those words are balm to me.
Then there was my friend, Karen, who reminded me of this 1970’s saying, which we all had on stickers and on notebooks: “If you love something, set it free.” I think I even had a patch that said that.
I don’t know what I did to deserve such an outpouring of wonderfulness. There is no place more special than MaryJanesFarm. I’m telling you, Farmgirls can save the world, one person, one family, one community at a time. (Now THAT we need to put on a sticker!)
Now, did you notice Lisa’s suggestion? “Make some homemade bread.”
Okay! Well, I think I will! Where to start?
Hmmm…I married into an Italian family (who, by the way, is fabulous and which, by the way, makes me a little Italian too). My mother-in-law’s birthday was last week, so I decided to make Rustic Italian Bread for her party. I Googled it and found this recipe. http://www.cookography.com/2008/rustic-italian-bread
Whoa, it was beyond. Way beyond. Me and my skills. Oh, well. It’s been one of those weeks. Might as well go for it!
And go for it I did.
The table was set, the bread was finally in its last rising, about to be popped in the oven, when
we get a phone call from my parents (who, by the way, are also fabulous and it’s so nice because my husband’s fabulous parents enjoy my fabulous parents and vice versa. It’s rare and fabulous!)
Well, my parents were almost to our house when WHAM! Some inattentive (and insensitive) driver WHACKED them from behind.
I left the bread rising on the counter and went to go and see about my parents. Their car was bashed in; it was quite an impact. I’m not going to say anything else about the accident or the injuries. Well, I do have to say this one thing. The woman who rammed into them didn’t seem concerned at all about my parents or their car. Which flew all over me. Hey lady, even if you don’t really care, act like you do. You could act like you care whether you injured someone (MY special someones). You just slammed into the back of somebody’s (MY special somebodys) car and crunched it, why don’t you get off the phone and check on them. Or here’s an idea. You could actually say you’re sorry.
Anyway, when I finally got back to the house, completely stressed out, I popped the bread (which, by then, had risen into a gigantic, enormous loaf) in the oven.
Soon the aroma from the oven came drifting into the room….aromatherapy. What is it about the smell of baking bread? Lisa was right!
I served it with Ramps Butter I had in the freezer and little bowls of olive oil with freshly ground pepper.
And you won’t believe the taste and texture. I did that????? I made that????? Check me out!!!!!
My Italian family approves and was totally impressed with this southern girl’s Rustic Italian Bread. My approval rating sky-rocketed. Exceptional.
You’ll notice as you look at the recipe that it has lots of steps and looks a bit intimidating. But it really does come together easily. (I’ll post the recipe, with my comments at www.rebekahteal.com
. I’m trying to keep my recipes there for easy access.)
Now, the good news.
Hope has arrived once again. The farm deal just may be coming back together…yes, no, maybe so. It loves me, it loves me not, it loves me, it loves me not. Only time will tell.
Stay tuned! But either way, I’m okay because I am convinced that things happen the way they are supposed to. And something about my parents being in that car wreck really puts things into focus for me. The only thing that matters to me is LOVE. L.O.V.E. LOVE. I am thankful for my parents. I am thankful for my mother-in-law’s 84th birthday. I am thankful for Farmgirls. I am thankful for bread.
At some point, at the right point, the farm will come.
Just like Michelle said, THE FARM SPIRIT IS EMBEDDED DEEP WITHIN MY SOUL.
Thanks to you all!!
Until next time, Y’all, Savor the Flavor of Life!
Lots of love, The City Farmgirl, Rebekah