Psalm 28:7 The LORD is my strength and my shield; my heart trusts in him, and he helps me. My heart leaps for joy, and with my song I praise him. The dark still lingers. Coffee perked. The morning sounds beginning. My farmer and girls; still milking. The pause before the day begins. One of my favorite times of day. It is the time I feel most in tune with my Savior. The time when my heart is full. When I feel strong. It is after my feet have touched the floor. The moments where my soul has been refreshed in ... View Post
Until it Was Gone
Fear just up and left. I am not kidding. I have felt it living in my bones. Crippling me at times. Needing to grasp and hold on tightly. The moment one of the kids gets into the car. When they are gone for long periods of time. When they want to go to a friends. The constant need for a call; to be in touch. To hear their voice. Secretly wanting them all in the house. In their rooms. Going no where. It has paralyzed me. And I didn't even know it. Looking back, it began the ... View Post
Two and half years of Missing, Two and a Half Years of Much Grace
Two and a half years. The beautiful words of remembrance, faded away. Time passing. Life moving forward. Memories; a gift. The Lord's sweet provision. A gift to be treasured. A legacy of photo's. God made sure there were pieces to hold on to. A heart full of memories. I still don't like this plan. My whole being longs for a different path. But that is not to be. So, with my whole heart I will praise the One who calls me by ... View Post
Our Perspective is Everything
I wake to a head ache. The dull, throbbing kind. It's time for milking. My farmer brings me an Advil. I fall back to sleep. When I wake again it is to moon beams streaming into the room. I glance out the window. The view breath taking. The moon; full, bright. Illuminating. I lay there for a moment. Those first few moments of waking are always difficult. I purposefully change my thoughts. 2 Corinthians 10:5 We demolish arguments and every pretension that sets itself up against the ... View Post
Stepping into the Hope Promised, When All I Really Want to do is Throw a Tantrum
"May we cherish a grateful and cheerful disposition, not murmuring and repining if our wishes are not indulged, or because some sorrows are blended with our enjoyments, But, sensible of our desert, and impressed with the number and greatness of thy benefits, may we bless and praise thee at all times." My friend sends me this quote. I am so grateful for her. A book of Puritan prayers. The apostle Paul says it this way, Phillipians 4:12 I know what it is to be in need, and I know what it is to have plenty. I have learned the secret of being content in ... View Post
My Name is Tammy and I Make my Bed Everyday
I haven't showered. Laundry is piled on the floor. Book work stacked on the table and in piles. It's tax time you know. And the beat of that clock is ticking. I can feel it. I make my bed. Yes. In the middle of all the chaos. There is one thing. Constant. I make my bed. What does that say about me? I am sure psycho therapists would have a field day. Of all the things that need to get done. I make my bed. Every day. With out fail. I wash my sheets too. Almost ... View Post
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