Just Beyond the Fencepost
Hello again!
I wanted to give everyone an update about our next piece that was initially supposed to come out as a pre-sale before Easter.
Due to the war happening in Ukraine and Covid still hindering supply and demand, some of the materials that we need for our piece are delayed and materials in general getting to Italy are slower than normal.
With that said, we will still do the piece down the road, it just won’t be as soon as we had hoped.
We are flexible and our hearts and prayers have been with our friends from Italy as they have been concerned for their safety being 20 hours from the Ukrainian border and only 8 miles from the NATO base. Please lift them up as you think of them.
This friendship we have built across waters, is a really special one. They have become very dear to us not only in business but in friendship.
On another note, I wanted to share a piece of writing that will hopefully encourage your heart wherever you are. It’s an intimate piece, but it comforted me.
There are so many things that are pulling at our minds and hearts that are earthbound and in the here and now. I am trying to certainly care about the here and now but also train and discipline myself to remember that there is much beyond the here now waiting for us.
If we know Jesus, Heaven is our future promise.
One foggy morning after the loss of my little brother, I was standing on our property and listened quietly as this dropped into my heart.
I hope you enjoy - Sabrina
JUST BEYOND THE FENCEPOST
Today I woke up wondering if I would see TJ again. My heart questioned and wrestled for a moment to feel sad and then settled on a peaceable knowing.
I walked outside and saw the most beautiful low lying clouds all over the farm where we live. They covered so much of the landscape. It was like a layer of hazy mirage over everything I saw. It felt like a dream. It was so beautiful. Almost as if Heaven had lowered to Earth to greet the morning.
I kept thinking: I wonder if this is what it will feel like in heaven. When we first get to that new land and everything feels peaceful and calm, tender and warm. I imagined if I kept looking through the cloudy expanse I would see TJ walking toward me.
I longed that it would happen and felt delight that one day I WOULD see him walking toward me-maybe out of the backdrop much like this.
I took so many pictures. The beauty and the quiet of the morning seemed to satisfy my soul in a deep cavity of grief.
I thought to myself, “He’s just beyond the fencepost.”
What is separating us is like this veil of clouds.
Some of the pictures I took we’re just Shrubs because the backdrop of the clouds were so pretty.
I thought, “If I think a withering shrub or weed is pretty on this side of the clouds as
I stood there with my heart stirring to remain with hopeful anticipation…
…What awaits us just beyond the fence post?