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“Give it a try…,” whisper’s the heart.

August 1, 2014 · In: devotional, personal journey

I am dog tired this morning. I am exhausted, my body aches, I have a headache (on top of other womanly issues today), and the cloudy sky is not a friend to my already downtrodden body.
I woke up early, made husband his coffee and lunch — drank a quart of coffee myself, it seemed.
My eyes are still scratchy from dusting 38 chickens with Sevin dust yesterday…yes, Sevin dust. Don’t judge me unless you’ve got good reason…because when there are hundreds of lice crawling on a few chickens, you must kill them or douse yourself in gasoline…one or the other. That’s a whole other story, don’t get me started. I’m getting over it slowly, but I learned my lesson the hard way when bringing new chickens into our flock, even if from a trusted source.
My week has been anything but routine. And it shows in my dirty floor, kitchen sink, and the water that’s standing on the bathroom floor from my 4 year old “brushing his teeth”.
My 4 year old will be 5 at the end of this month.
And time continues….
I felt defeated before I ever woke up this morning, and then I opened my Bible…
I’ve been on a journey of learning about David and Solomon. I really don’t know why. But ever since I finished my Job study, I’ve been reading about David and Solomon. What started as a Bible study about Solomon, quickly turned into something so much more. But it has taken me this long to get back on track with it….months.
As I sit here and crack my neck, trying to get the stiffness out…
I haven’t talked to God much this week. But I see Him everywhere.
In the tomatoes that are blossoming on my vines. In the pup hiding Jr’s toys in a freshly dug hole. In the patience I have when I wash the dog off with the hose, calmly telling myself, “this too will pass, enjoy it”. 
I see Him in Jr’s innocence….in his smile when he holds his BB gun, and says, “mama, take a photo of me”.
 
But when I opened my Bible this morning, there He was. Right there in front of me….with arms as wide open as they were when I last left Him...too long ago.
I started reading the Psalms this morning, after going through chapters in previous books about kings and wars and nothing that really had my attention. There He was…
I know that my God watches over us, even when we aren’t faithful to Him. He is so incredibly faithful to us. He has never ever left us or forsaken us.
And somehow, a little bit of strength comes, but not my own….
When I closed my Bible this morning, I got on facebook. Naturally…duh.
But God was there too.

So many of you know some of the struggles I’ve been dealing with over the past year. Some of you have been going through them with me as well.

And I kept seeing this quote, all.over.facebook. this morning. It was everywhere. Every page I clicked on, every time I refreshed my newsfeed….other’s had posted and reposted it.

So many times, even this morning, I told myself these things…
It’s impossible…
It’s too risky…I’m happy with my life right now.
It’s pointless, even if I did want it badly enough, it would never happen.
In fact, I was saying those same exact things this morning when I saw this quote….
And I read another Psalm…

“When I consider your heavens, the work of your fingers,the moon and the stars, which you have set in place,what is mankind that you are mindful of them, human beings that you care for them?”

I saw a woman post a pregnancy test this morning, but it wasn’t the “oh look we’ve been trying for a month and I’m already pregnant,” post…

She explained her joy as a miracle, how she had been infertile for over 10 years, and now, completely taken off guard, she was expecting, simply due to the fact that she has changed her lifestyle into a healthy all natural one.

And I cried.

And I laughed.

And I rejoiced with her, because my week had been far from easy, and I needed something to rejoice in.

I rejoiced with her because the angels were rejoicing with her.

And there was God, and my heart whispered….“give it a try…”

Not just in fertility.

Not just in a healthier lifestyle, which we have already started.

Not just in tending to farm animals, raising our own food, trying to go all organic and chemical free, or in homesteading.

Not in trying to keep the floors mopped, dishes done, laundry put away….

Not just in taking time out to just “be” with my Savior.

But in everything…

What is man, that you are mindful of him? That you care for him? You created the heavens and the earth…the stars rest in your hands. What am I, who am I, that You should even care about my hurts, my pains, my frustrations, and the stiffness in my neck?

I am constantly amazed by the God I serve…the one who came to serve, rather than be served.

I am constantly amazed by Him, because He cares for me, even though He doesn’t have to…

…He cares for me, because I am His daughter…

…He cares for me, even when I could care less about Him…

And so, in the stillness of the morning, my heart whispers, “…give it a try.”

And there He is….

 

By: Amy K. Fewell · In: devotional, personal journey · Tagged: bible study, Christian living, God, heart change, infertility

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This is your reminder to become a student of the w This is your reminder to become a student of the word, not just a hearer. You can sit in church your entire life and hear someone preach, but that is not the same as doing deep dives into the word yourself. That feeling when you read and a thought pops into your head “what does that mean?” Priceless. The thread begins to unravel as you research and try to understand more. 

One of those things for me this week has been studying Melchizedek. If you were to only read the Old Testament account of Melchizedek, there wouldn’t be much to know. But combined with the New Testament, and the ancient writings and documentation of this incredible “king”, the picture becomes more clear. 

It becomes most clear in Hebrews, as the writer begins to unpackage the parallel of Melchizedek and Jesus—both high priests appointed by God. But interestingly, Melchizedek was a high priest centuries before the levitical priesthood was ever established. This is why scripture says that “Levi was still in the loins of Abraham”, and Melchizedek existed long before Levi was even born or established as priestly.

God has had me sitting in Genesis for a few weeks. It’s a book we feel like we know well, but until we dive deeply into it, do we know it well, or do we know it how someone else taught it in that one hour Sunday sermon 10 years ago? I’ve sat in Genesis for 2 weeks now and I’m barely halfway through. 

It may seem unimportant—what does Melchizedek matter to Christian’s now? Why do Adam, Noah, and Abraham’s covenant matter now? But they matter greatly. Because they are mirrored in the New Testament church—the priestly kingdom that God established. If you don’t understand Melchizedek, and the fact that he was before and outside of the established tribes of Israel, and appointed long before that, then you won’t understand the correlation between a religion of tradition versus a relationship and worship in freedom. 

It is not the levitical priest that Jesus is compared to—it is the priest of the order of Melchizedek. And that’s important. It’s important in how we believe, how we perceive, and how we advance and take dominion. 

I hope to write deeply about this soon.
There are a lot of new faces here over the last we There are a lot of new faces here over the last week due to a post that went semi-viral (about Yahweh calling back the shepherds). So I thought I’d take a minute to introduce myself, since so many of you followed me from content that is only a part of what myself and this page is about. 

My name is Amy. I am first and foremost, unapologetically, a follower and disciple of Jesus Christ. That fact motivates and touches every single other aspect of who I am and what I do. 

I am secondly a wife and mother (of 4). I’ve been married to my best friend for almost 21 years. We have seen just about every high and low, and came out stronger on the other side every single time. We walked through 9 years of secondary infertility, and suddenly God healed me and we welcomed 3 more littles to the crew in less than 7 years. Naturally. 

I grew up Baptist in the early years, then Pentecostal/charismatic. Now—I just follow Jesus. I’ve seen it all—the religion/tradition (on both sides), the good/bad/ugly, the miraculous.

My career was in media/newspapers/marketing before 2016. Then in 2016 I founded an organization called @homesteadersofamerica — where we teach people (and the kingdom) to take back the land, food and health system, the home, government and more. We are building the parallel system to the broken one. We’ve maxed out our annual October event at the current venue—6,000+ people each day.

We host the @homesteadrevivalnow events at our October event, where people encounter the Spirit of God, receive baptism and salvation, are encouraged by the word, and equipped to keep going. 

And most recently we started @thechurchstorehouse , where we are equipping the body of Christ and helping others start gatherings, church plants, refine their current church set up, and build places of refuge for times ahead. 

I’m a worshipper, entrepreneur, have lead in the church and churches, master herbalist, milk maid, author, coffee lover.

Those are just the cliff notes. 

Welcome to my corner of the internet. I pray it encourages, motivates, and spurs you on towards the everlasting goal of the kingdom. ❤️‍🔥
We’ve reached that time in the summer where it’s a We’ve reached that time in the summer where it’s almost fall but still hot outside. And we just need to see a glimpse of autumn showing up in our coffee!

So I’m just over here not using commercially processed creamers and instead using raw cream and infused maple syrups! 

I highly recommend @highlowfarm ‘s vanilla and cinnamon infused syrups, @shepherdscrookcoffee for all your farm coffee needs, and don’t forget that @showalterhomeandforge copper cream ladle 😍

You CAN buy and support your local homesteaders in EVERY way! Check out some of these folks at their vendor booths at the October @homesteadersofamerica conference!
The Senate farm bill got shut down in committee. 1 The Senate farm bill got shut down in committee. 10–11. Party line. Shocker! It’s only 🙄 been since 2018 that we could pass an actual farm bill.

Heres what happened:

The Senate Ag Committee met Thursday to mark up the Agricultural Act of 2026—Chairman Boozman’s “Farm Bill 2.0.” Two Republicans were absent: McConnell, recovering from “illness”, and Tuberville, unexplained. Their proxy votes didn’t count. Democrats voted as a bloc. It failed to advance.

The sticking point wasn’t corn, cattle, or conservation. It was SNAP—specifically, how long states get before they start paying a share of benefit costs. Boozman says one year is the most leadership will accept. Klobuchar says two. That’s the standoff. Ridiculous considering this is all because there is so much corruption in the SNAP aid program. 

Sit with that a minute. The last full five-year farm bill was signed in 2018. Everything since has been extensions and provisions stapled onto spending bills. And what’s holding up credit access, crop insurance updates, more food freedoms,  and FSA loan limits is a one-year versus two-year phase-in on a nutrition program. For real?

What it means for you: nothing changes tomorrow. Programs keep running under existing authority. But “nothing changes” is exactly the problem when input costs, land prices, food access, and rates have moved this much since 2018. Uncertainty is a cost. You just can’t put it on a balance sheet.

Boozman recessed the committee rather than adjourning—a signal he means to vote again in September. Even if it clears then, it needs 60 on the floor. Without a SNAP deal, it doesn’t have them.

The lesson underneath all of it: don’t build your food security on a bill. Build it on your ground, your neighbors, and your skills. Legislation is worth watching. It was never worth waiting on.
I have personally wrestled with the Lord over this I have personally wrestled with the Lord over this topic for months.

Earlier this year, someone asked why we were still hosting fellowship dinners at our home.
My answer was simple:
“Because I refuse to let the sheep scatter again.”

We have watched people leave churches wounded, lonely, and without accountability. Some find healthy places to land. Others simply go through the motions while still feeling empty and unseen.

And it grieves me. More importantly, I believe it grieves Jesus.
Recently, I finally said to a friend, “I think I need to write this out. God is calling back the shepherds.”

And not in the way you may think.

The word translated as “pastor” in the New Testament is poimēn.

It means shepherd.
Not platform speaker.
Not church-building manager.

Biblical shepherds lived among the flock. They knew the sheep by name. They found food and water, recognized danger, fought predators, rescued the wandering, and understood when it was time to move.

They were gentle, but they were not fragile.
They carried lambs, but they also fought lions and bears.
The rod was not used to beat the sheep. It was used to fight off predators.

The staff was not used to control them. It was used to guide and rescue them. And when the wolf came, the shepherd stayed.

Somewhere along the way, we reduced shepherding to preaching a sermon and managing an institution. But biblical shepherding was always more intimate, costly, discerning, and involved than that.

I believe the Lord is about to (or already is beginning to) reform the ministry of the shepherd within the Body of Christ. And do not be surprised when those shepherds do not look the way the religious institution expects.

They may be farmers, homesteaders, mothers, fathers, or people who are perceived as rough around the edges. They may never stand behind a pulpit.

But they will gather around tables, dwell among the people, protect the flock, confront the wolves, and refuse to let the sheep scatter again.

He is calling back the shepherds.

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