So…we bought a farm. This is something that Liz and I have dreamed of for years, and it almost stayed just that–a dream. Though the process of buying this farm, there were several barriers that we thought would prevent this dream from happening. But God opened many doors unexpectedly, and now we are packing up the house we have called home for the last 3 1/2 years.
Liz and I have always dreamed of owning land. Land where we could grow our food and teach our kids one of the most fundamental lessons–where their food comes from. Land where Liz could grow her flowers and tinker. Land where we could welcome others to join and live in community. We have always felt called by God to open our home and lives to anyone who needs it, be that a bed to sleep in or a table to eat at, and feel even stronger that God provided us with this farm to continue doing just that. Which leads to how we named our farm.
In case you didn’t know, my wife Liz is South African born and raised. When naming our farm, she really wanted to incorporate her heritage into the essence of the farm. When I have visited South Africa in the past, everyone is so welcoming and I understand Liz’s desire to incorporate that into our farm. Which is how we finally decided on the name Wozani Farm. Wozani is Zulu meaning “come” or “to come,” which is the essence of what we want our farm to be–a gathering place.
We started this blog for many reasons. To share our story, to open our farm, and to share what we learn as we dive into our next adventure.