We had visitors again. This time they received an open invitation. They didn't have to come. It was just an offering. But come they did. Young, old, students. friends, teachers, some whom we had never met, relatives. They came. Broken, shattered with grief. When a community mourns. You don't feel alone. For moments you're so supported. We did not see this . We had no idea how long people were waiting. . Waiting to hold us and whisper love into our hearts. I didn't want the day to end. I knew what it meant. I ... View Post
Unexpected Visitors
We had visitors the other night. They are not the kind of visitors you really want to have. They didn't bring a gift. They brought bad news and pain. Our beloved first born son had taken his final drive. Elijah went home to be with the LORD at about 12:30 am July 28. He is not yet 18. He just graduated. You all know that my faith is my life. And my family and I will continue to walk in that light. God is good because of who He is. Not because of what he does. I do not understand this plan or like it. . .Our lives are forever changed. But I will ... View Post
The Gift of Rain
In a year when it's flooded more times than ever before in the history of our town. Saying rain is a gift, seems like a stretch. Roads were washed out in May. Making travel impossible. And sending road crews working over time. Fields that had been seeded. . .now were flooded And the funny thing was. . . we were in drought conditions. Grass wasn't growing. .. because it was so dry. Water tables were very low. And we were concerned. How do you survive a drought in farming, when things haven't been really that great over the ... View Post
Date Night
Oh how we longed for the phone call. (yes on a phone. . .with a cord) We did have answering machines. . .but you knew they would call; and it made you excited. Each moment was like a breath of fresh air. New relationships are like that. I would sit with Gary for hours just talking or sitting in silence (he liked that a lot. . .me, not so much). It was just being together that was important. We went for walks in the pasture. . .we sat on the hill and watched the sun sinking low. Often in silence (he liked that. . ... View Post
My Happy Place
This. . .is my Happy Place. This is where my husband and children like me to be. In a Happy Place. I share my space with everyone. But sometimes I like it alone. Getting away from the farm hasn't always been easy. We have been blessed with seasons where we can. But mostly getting away has not been an option. So, this became our vacation spot. We hang a line here for towels. This is our view looking up. Then at night. . . Words can't express. . . In the stars His handiwork I see On the wind He speaks with majesty Though He ruleth over land and sea What is ... View Post
When You’re Rear Ended
16 candles. There were 16 candles on your cake last night. Each one representing a year of your life. Each precious year. How quickly those years have gone and how rich and full they have been. And I think what do I have to show for those years? So much has changed. 3 of those years I dropped you off at daycare everyday. I missed your first steps I never sat in the afternoons and snuggled with you. I remember watching your caregiver enjoy that gift. But time has a way of changing and teaching you. You don't seemed marred by the ... View Post
