We were so carefree back then; singing and dancing without a care for what anyone thought. These are the memories which have caused me to run to Jesus recently asking Him what happened to my freedom to laugh big and sing loud. When did I become so inhibited?
The current work drought for my man feels much like the farmers' in the time of the Judges who had land, seed, skill, and knowledge to grow crops in their fields, and yet they could not control the weather. For all their effort, working hard to bring a harvest, the stuff of life beyond their control overwhelmed and a famine season was the result.