Sunday, July 31, 2011

3 Years, 4 pictures

Birth Day
August 1, 2008

One Year Old
2009
Two Years Old
2010
Three Years Old
2011

Friday, July 29, 2011

The Farm

I work for World Hunger Relief, Inc. I've been there for six months now. I first learned about WHRI (the farm) in December 2009, when Billy and I first became interested in moving to Waco. We visited Waco that December in a whirlwind (less than 24 hours) trip during the Christmas holidays. We came to visit Hope Fellowship. Hope Fellowship supports the work of the farm and has a close relationship with the farm, so while we were in town, our hosts made arrangements for us to visit.

When we toured the farm, I remember thinking that, in theory, the farm was a good idea. But when it came down to it, I didn't want to have any part of the farm. For starters, the farm is a flush-free farm (we have composting toilets, not flushing ones). That grossed me out. The day we visited, the farm was muddy, some people I met smelled bad, and the food we ate wasn't all that good.  I thought the farm was best-suited for hippies that didn't shave or shower, and who were a whole lot more "granola" than I. 

Billy, however, saw the farm with a completely different set of eyes than I did. He loved everything about it. He was ready to move in that day and get to work. When he told me this, I rolled my eyes, and said, "Let's just go home."

And now I work at the farm. And I've loved every minute of it. The composting toilets aren't all that bad, and are a really good idea. Sometimes the people still smell bad (they work really hard!). And some days (though certainly not often!), I don't love what's served for lunch.

But here I am being transformed. I'm working alongside people of differing cultures, and learning a great deal from them. I am experiencing the joys and frustrations of eating seasonally. I'm learning how to manage people, and I find myself caring about things I never thought I'd care a bout. Six months ago, I couldn't have spoken to you intelligently about composting, or goats, or really anything on the farm. But now I can... sort of.  I have a great deal to learn still... and that's the beauty of working at the farm! The farm is a place where I will continually learn new things.

Today I'm grateful for the farm. And feel privileged to be part of its staff.