On the surface, it didn't make sense. It was lunacy to mortgage ourselves beyond the grave with 2 loans at our age with our commitments. We spent the next year-- every night and every weekend, every free moment, fixing up the house. For whom, we weren't sure, but we knew God had a plan for someone who needed it. The year after that, we spent every free moment yanking out barbed wire and fencing. W
e knew the land had a purpose to help people and animals in some way, and it did. The land's purpose still continues to reveal itself and we are excited to see what is to come. It was sometime in 2016 that we began referring to it as "The farm" and it soon became "Jolly Folly Farm." Financial and relationship experts would have told us that jumping when God says jump wasn't a good decision. However, what seems folly in the eyes of man, is something more in the plans of God. We are well aware that this all may go bottoms-up at any moment, but we know God has helped us through many more failures in our lives than successes and our job is just to "do the next thing." He sends us people or animals or tasks, He gives us opportunities and takes them away. Our only responsibility is to not screw it up. This happy lunacy, this slice of Earth wedged between the Blue Ridge Mountains and our heart, has received the greatest portion of our physical and financial abilities as we pass middle age. However, in our efforts to restore it, we ourselves were restored. Our work is still constant, our reward cannot be measured in any way that is seen by the eye, but within us we reap the peace of knowing that we are idiots, but our God is great and when we trust Him, He can see what we cannot. We hope you, too, can find the plan God has for your Jolly Folly.
