We stopped at the Diner on the way home. I just love that place. 2 different strangers, now friends, sent gift certificates so we could go. It seems to be a good place after the hospital. The booths bring comfort. The coffee; hot and delicious. The food; just perfect. We talk. We make plans. It's the we that is so exciting. Recently I have done most of the talking. (Ok, so, I usually do most of the talking) But this time he shared too. It was wonderful. We talked about plans for the Spring. A plan. Things that ... View Post
The Joy Thief
The day dawns and the clutches of the joy thief grasp tighter. Basic decision making becomes a monumental task. The world pales and darkness threatens to consume. Severe flooding, long hours, financial instability, the death of your son and cancer chase you to the brink. But even in that you do not fall. You call it by it's name. Out loud. Depression. The joy thief. A real and frightening path. Many lose their way walking through the darkness of depression. But you name the demon. And you call the doctor. You will climb the ... View Post
At The Sound Of His Great Name
"Every fear; has no place; at the sound of your great name The enemy; he has to leave; at the sound of your great name" ~Natalie Grant This journey is relentless. There is no escape. The weight of grief a daily struggle. I cry out. The enemy flees;at the sound of His great name. Our fears; have no place at the sound of His great name! My anguish and my grief have been conquered. Do you know that power? Have you been washed in the blood? Can you stand on His promises? When your world is shattered and your baby isn't ever coming home; when your mom ... View Post
When I Don’t Measure Up. . . I Need To Remember What I Wrote Earlier In The Week
I fall short. I don't measure up. I head down a road of self destruction. It is so easy to do. The dishes aren't done. The floors need to be mopped. The phone rings and there are bills to pay. The laundry is backed up again. . .the kids need help. (I didn't say they were helping. . .they need help) The house is so cluttered. One of the hydraulic hoses on the case blew. There's a flat tire on the Swinger. The Valtra is at the shop. My farmer worries me. I miss my son. My heart hurts. I am worn. It all clambers for my attention. Every ... View Post
My Disconnected Saturday Thoughts
My Valentine's comes in all shapes and sizes. His hour; 3 a.m. His palette; the visible yard. Years of hearts in the snow, on the clothes line or even in the house if the weather was too fierce. Life size painted Cardboard heart. Heart stomped in the snow. All his quiet way. Few words. They speak volumes. Proverbs 12:23 The prudent keep their knowledge to themselves, but a fool's heart blurts out folly. The world is transformed with the new fallen snow. Peaceful and serene. I am sure to soon be broken when the ... View Post
Don’t We All Just Want To Be Loved?
My Youth Pastor spoke at our wedding. He performed the ceremony in our field, over looking the beautiful, fall landscape and Mount Mansfield. He spoke on Love. (Big surprise! Right?) He quoted lyrics from secular songs. " I want to know what Love is", "Love; it never hurt so good". An entire society trying to figure out how to do love. Well, I am adding my 2 cents today to the litany of love experts. Love. It's not what you think. The romance and the chocolate. The flowers and the sex. It all has little to do with love. I know. Love has more to do with the sacrificing than the ... View Post
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