While the herd grazed nearby, the young king felt compelled to stand in my lap atop the penthouse and spread his ministry before bolting off to join them. He has the attention span of a dandelion seed and the voice of an emergency alert system. #farm #nature #goat #siren

Sometimes you leave the barn with warm memories. Sometimes you leave with a personalized monogram because someone forgot the clause about wiping feet before climbing the human. Yes, he’s the culprit. I’ve been branded and released back to the wild. #farm #nature #goat #branded

I took the herd to the lower pasture today. It required coaxing, cajoling, and a brief TED Talk on ‘Why Grain Isn’t Happening Today.’ They waited at the barn like I was late for my shift, but in the end, their desire to be near me outlasted their desire for grain. It was worth their travel since I

I’m certain Harley could negotiate a peace treaty among warring kingdoms by simply blinking those beautiful blue eyes. She’s such a sweet spirit. #god #farmlife #nature #goat

The herd knows the voice that matters. They live in a world of noise from wind, road hum, and field chatter, but one voice makes them lift their head, lock eyes, and sprint like the day restarted: my voice... Not because it’s loud or strong, but because it feeds, protects, and keeps showing up.

Some days I meet God like the herd meets me—right at the gate. Other days I’m scattered, distracted, half‑awake in my own soul. The farm reminds me nothing stays straight because it was fixed. Fence lines drift, gates sag, and posts lean. The only way anything stays true is by returning to it. M

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