Every Good Gift Comes From God
The Bible says every good gift comes from God. I know this to be true. Let me illustrate. I wanted to get sheep. And, I was finally in the position of being able to get some. If you asked me which breed I really wanted, I would have told you, "Icelandic Sheep". I have been interested in Icelandics for at least five years. Icelandics have many outstanding qualities. They are a primitive breed, which actually means they are an intelligent breed. Their fleeces are double coated which means from each fleece you can spin baby soft yarns for garment as well as coarse long wearing rug yarns. Furthermore Icelandics come in all colors. They can be milked to makes cheese. They are excellent mothers. They have no problem raising twins, or even triplets. And their meat is considered gourmet in comparison to other breeds. But, Icelandics can be VERY expensive and even a trio of two ewes and a ram wasn't in our budget.
We took a trailer load of wood to a brother-in-Christ, who because of an accident was not able to get his wood in. During the visit he mentioned that his therapist knew of a person that needed to find good homes for quite a bit of livestock that they had "rescued" because hay prices had sky-rocketed. Since I expressed an interest, the next time his therapist came, he got the contact information and then called me.
When I called the "rescue" I asked, NOT expecting an affirmative answer, " Do you have any Icelandic Sheep?" "Yes." As the conversation progressed and evolved, to my amazement, I became the owner of the Icelandics. Even though I believe it was the "rescues" original intention to keep the Icelandic flock themselves. God worked the timing out perfectly. If I had called a day later ALL the animals would have been gone. And until I asked, the Icelandics weren't available at all.
How good God is not only to give me a flock of sheep, but to even give me the very breed I wanted most!
We took a trailer load of wood to a brother-in-Christ, who because of an accident was not able to get his wood in. During the visit he mentioned that his therapist knew of a person that needed to find good homes for quite a bit of livestock that they had "rescued" because hay prices had sky-rocketed. Since I expressed an interest, the next time his therapist came, he got the contact information and then called me.
When I called the "rescue" I asked, NOT expecting an affirmative answer, " Do you have any Icelandic Sheep?" "Yes." As the conversation progressed and evolved, to my amazement, I became the owner of the Icelandics. Even though I believe it was the "rescues" original intention to keep the Icelandic flock themselves. God worked the timing out perfectly. If I had called a day later ALL the animals would have been gone. And until I asked, the Icelandics weren't available at all.
How good God is not only to give me a flock of sheep, but to even give me the very breed I wanted most!
It was funny to read about your luck in finding Icelandic sheep--we too were planning on getting some sheep since we are doing herding with our border collies. Well, a friend of our had just given his icelandic sheep to a group of ladies who use them for the wool! We were just a little late! Good luck to you. I may have to look for some again. We live in Western Wisconsin. Have a great day!