Am I truly free?

This is something that I have been wondering lately.

"It is for freedom that Christ has set us free. Stand firm, then, and do not let yourselves be burdened against by a yoke of slavery." Galatians 5:1

Sure I live in Canada (one of the most secure nations) and I have never been in under any real prejudice that would make me feel like I was not free to be me but still something suppressed me.
As I pondered this for quite some so I started to eat, not out of hunger but out of boredom, then something pressed on my heart and a little voice inside said "Jenny come and read in my word"
to which I replayed "Um I'm busy right now, later I will" still munching down.
After I was done I aimlessly walked around the house and finally found myself reading a magazine.
"Jenny please come and spend time with me," the voice crooned "I really miss you."
"I will just after this" I reasoned.
After I had finished reading the article in the magazine I wandered to the computer and started to check my email.
"I feel as though we are separating" the voice whispered.
"Yea, I know" I said "lets spend time together sometime soon, alright?"
"If that's what you want" the voice said, now barley audible.
As I finished checking my email I realized that I had done that yesterday but I had not read my bible yesterday, or today either for that matter.
I walked up that stairs and opened my bible and stared to feel the gap that I had so rudely made between God and I fill up with understanding and love.
This is how I usually am when it comes to spending time with God. Because of this I am burdened by a yoke of slavery. Whenever I think 'just one more job' or 'just half an hour more sleep' I am playing into Satan's trap that is to keep me as far away from God as possible. And as I fall farther and farther from God, his voice gets quieter and quieter until finally I have just learned to tune Him out.
Why? Why do I do this to Him after all he has blessed me with so much. Because my sinful nature seems to like to lead me every way except the way I want to go. I have to stop and turn myself around and start heading toward the right direction and repeat this over and over. So if this is the way you are feeling don't let Satan suppress you. Stop and take 5 minutes and read your bible. It will do more than you know.
Keep pondering,
Jenny

Just your average girl??

Nope!

Not this Jennifer Melissa Margaret Spofford.

Ok so I shall prove my self-worthy of this title.

1) I can drive a tractor all by my self (yeaaa EVEN with a round bale)

2) I’m a ginger… therefore I’m not like the average anything.

3) I can check the oil/ other such enginely fluids.

4) Ohhhhh and I can… drive a tractor!

So anyways I think that I am going to tell you about my average day.

6:00 am- Wake up and realize that it is just to dang early to be alive

9:00 am- Wake up for real and decide that it be time to be eating

9:30 am- Get dressed, devotions and go haul bails.

11:00 am- Come in the house thinking it is time to eat… but not, so I go back into the field to slave away.

12:00(lunch) – EAT… and eat some more.

1:00 pm- NAP TIME

4:00 pm- WAKE UP TIME

5:00 pm- Working again

6:30 pm- Sup sup!

7:00 pm- Hang out… all night long.

12:00 (midnight) – I suppose I’d beter go home…

12:10(midnight) – Beddy bies! or time to read.

Yep that’s my average day.

But seeings how its my daddy-o’s birthday(Aug 1) I shall write a poem to him.

Worlds best dad

Oh Father

I love how you bother

To care and nurture us

Even when we make a fuss

Through the thick and the thin

When we were sick and when we were healthy’n

I love you

Thank you for being my dad

Well in short I LOVE my dad to bits and he’s defiantly one of my facvorite people out there.

Oh and that’s my cue to leave so night and have a good one!

CUT!,
Jenny