Wow, time sure zings along! We've been down at the farm working most every day but Sundays. The strawberries are growing and the flowers are doing well. Since our mowers are pitching fits, the field grass is very high. We are getting a lovely show of wildflowers throughout the field since I haven't been able to keep it cut. I always wanted a field of flowers and now I've got it! Those bees have been busy!On Saturday, I was mowing with the push mower (while it was still cooperating) as the drive areas and paths needed attention severely. While I was mowing the bee yard, I accidentally bumped the pallet the beehive is on and got stung for the first time. Of course, I broke all the rules so it was my own fault. It was a cloudy, rainy day (sunny day, happy you, happy bees!). I had no protective gear on. I had a loud, noisy machine near the hive (calm, quiet movements near the bees). I had the wrong colors on (wear white, white, white!). And I should have stopped after bumping the pallet but I wanted to get ONE MORE strip done and that's when I got it! Listen to your instincts. Listen to that inner voice. God gave it for a reason!!
And then as I was trying to move away in a slow, calm manner (while trying to get the bee biting me off my eyebrow) I thought of that bee giving it's life for the safety of the whole hive. That reminded me of Jesus. Yep. Right there in the midst of the very mad bee stinging me. I had all these thoughts whizz through my brain. Thanks Jesus that you cared so much for us that you laid down your life. I know you rose again, too, and that's the difference between You and the bees. We know the outcome of Your Sacrifice and instead of death, it's eternal life!