As I was making breakfast one morning (which is my job for the second half of lecture phase), someone came with the exciting news that a baby goat was being born. Joel and I quickly rushed out to witness the event. As I watched the kid emerge from its mothers body and start to struggle to stand on its feet, I found a similarity in my own life. As I start to learn and put into practice new things in my life, I struggle with it, fall and try once again, eventually finding my balance and ability to stand, walk, and run.
During work duties I was asked to help with the goats to finish off. Help was needed to milk Mariposa (the goat that had given birth days prior to this). She was so full of milk that she wouldn't let Koda (the newborn) drink from her. It took four people to hold her in order to milk her since she was in so much pain. Terry (the base director) continued milking her despite all of her intents to avoid being subjected to such pain. He knew that in the end this would be beneficial to both she and Koda. I again began to relate this to my own life, how things can be painful during the time of passing through them, but in the end it is to bring blessing to my life, whether it be to add or remove something in me in order to shape my character
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Tasha dear, I love your writing, it is beautiful. I really can relate to your story as well, as I a going through some of that painful stuff, which will benefit me in the end. Praise Jesus for the work He is doing in hearts all over the world!
love you!
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