I didn't want him. I had no desire to have a dog. Definitely not an indoor dog. We live on a dairy farm; on a dirt road. I already struggle with a clean house and an indoor dog would not help. We had indulged our daughter with her purchase of a dog. Justified by small and hypo-allergenic. That sweet puppy, Pemberly, was hit by a car and died in my arms. 2 weeks later our son died in the middle of the night with me no where near. 2 months later my farmer was diagnosed with a rare form of cancer and began a fight for his life. So getting a puppy or taking care of another ... View Post
Growing Up on a Farm
Growing up on a farm- I don't know what it's like; What the kids feel or think. . . Most talk about farming in the past. Nostalgically. Few enter the business. We're a 3rd generation farm. Probably the last. I ponder these things. Our Farm Boy is turning 20 today. He's adventurous and so talented. He's creative, and resourceful. Yet he's aching and longing for ways that are not our own. We want small and intimate. Community and connection. He wants bigger, better and faster. And the two worlds collide and there's ache on both sides. Growing up on a Farm. I don't know ... View Post
What Is This Longing I Feel Deep In My Soul?
I feel the longing, deep in my soul. I haven't felt that ache in a long time. It is gripping and searing hot. Photos of mom. Mother's Day. A beautiful post by Ann Voskamp. The searing, hot feeling lingers. The tears slip down my cheek. Oh, how I miss my mom. I long to see her. Her last months on this earth were agonizing. The ravages of cancer took her appetite, strength and voice. Yet it never touched her spirit. Confined to a wheel chair do to lack of strength, she stood, with arms raised high to praise our God at her grandsons baptism. Her spirit was a gift. Her ... View Post
Yesterday Was A Day of Things
I did a thing yesterday. Actually a few things. Different things. Different for me anyway. I cleared off this table. For me, this is a big deal. Surfaces tend to get cluttered here. There is always book work needing to be done. Checks to write. Money to move around. Balancing. Praying. Keep those plates spinning. Don't let them drop. Mail, letters, lists, calendars. All pile up. Then dinner time arrives and the piles are pushed to the end of the table or piled higher. Because dinner is a rush to get to the next thing. It is a daily battle. A vicious ... View Post
What To Do With The Day In Between
33 times the bell tolls. One for each year of Jesus' life. We sit in silence; in the dark. A candle extinguished after each reading. Until... We sit in darkness. The old church sighs with the years of reverence. I want to sit here longer. To linger. Many begin their pilgrimage to the doors. The lights come on. I want to sit in the dark a little longer. I want to feel and remember. Jesus. What he did for me. I wrestle with my thoughts. Why did he give all. . . for a retch like me? My soul yearns for this holiness; these moments of quiet reflection. My life races each ... View Post
We Have to be Careful of the Ice
The sun has been shining for a few days now! It's been glorious. The first few days it was so cold; the sunshine deceiving. Then, the sunshine brought warmth. The temperature hovered above freezing. Just barely. The sunshine began ever so slightly to melt the snow. A beautiful sound. Water dripping from the roof. But it's not over. Winter still has a grip. The temperature drops and all the melting becomes ice. . . again. We have to be careful of the ice. It lurks often right beneath the freshly fallen snow. Masked by the white. Deceived. There are so many things in our ... View Post
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