dirt

There’s a new sheriff in town and things at my house look a little different. These two took to cowboyin’ like fish to water. They spend their days running and shooting and talking about what real cowboys do. It’s remarkable how such a little shift in perspective can give you a real sense of purpose.

We spent the past few weeks loading dirt, unloading dirt, digging in the dirt, planting in the dirt, and basically living the homesteaders dream without an actual homestead. I got up early to get a jumpstart on the dirt today, and then spent the day hanging out with my crew before an appointment. 

When I got to my car, I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror and laughed out loud. Not only did I have dirt under my nails and in my cuticles, there was a trail of dirt running down my face. The nurse must have thought I was really falling apart. I promise you I washed my hands multiple times before I left, but when your life is dirt, it shows up everywhere. 

For the time being, me and these cowboys, and a few other cowpokes, are drawing an exorbitant of joy and purpose out of the dirt. Who knew?

“For we are His workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand so that we would walk in them.”

‭‭Ephesians‬ ‭2:10‬ ‭NASB1995‬‬ https://www.bible.com/bible/100/eph.2.10.nasb1995