". . . to bind up the brokenhearted, to proclaim freedom for the captives and release from darkness for the prisoners, to comfort all who mourn, and provide for those who grieve in Zion— to bestow on them a crown of beauty instead of ashes, the oil of joy instead of mourning, and a garment of praise instead of a spirit of despair. They will be called oaks of righteousness, a planting of the Lord for the display of his splendor." Isaiah 61
Sunday, June 21, 2009
30. Collecting Eggs
A new item was added, and subsequently completed, for my packing list yesterday. I, Rebekah Hall, collected eggs. From real chickens. All by myself. And I didn't get pecked or clawed or scared one little bit. Okay, well I was a little scared when one of the chicken flew suddenly down from it's little box onto the floor. But I didn't scream or anything like that. :) It was an exhilarating experience, and something that I would not object to doing again.
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5 comments:
awwwww....a cute lil farm girl!!
wow. Way to be brave!=) Hickle's or Q's??
Abs
It was at the Quakkelaars'. And Abby, you don't have to sound so surprised! ;)
Becky
Next step is learning how to kill a chicken...
THANKS a ton by the way! Glad to know you'd do it again :)
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