Many came to help ready the farm for guests. There are so many details. My head spins. The weather could be an issue. I want it to be sunny. I don't want to have tents. I want to sit out in the open. But that is not the case. It may rain; It may not. How do you decide? So much of our walk in life is about letting go. Changing our expectations. If we just trust God. Isaiah 55:9 As the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways and my thoughts than your thoughts. Put aside our desires and ... View Post
We’re Wrapping All That Hurt And Sadness In Love
My brother in law gets a jump on the day. A Fundraiser. A BBQ. There is food to cook, tents to place and list a mile long. We're hoping for sunshine. The doors to this farm will be flung open once again. This time we'll breathe deep. We'll gather together to honor Elijah's memory. We will remember. Deuteronomy 6:13-19 Fear the Lord your God, serve him only and take your oaths in his name. Do not follow other gods, the gods of the peoples around you; for the Lord your ... View Post
Even In The Searing Pain; We are Not Abandoned
I want to avoid his room. I haven't been in for a while. Sometimes the weight of the pain is crushing. I bring laundry up the stairs and turn away quickly. I pick up and work for a while. When it's time to go downstairs. I avoid looking. It's been a year. . . and a week. How can I do this long term? How can I survive this piercing pain? Some days it is so hard to function. I am distracted. Unsettled. Sad. Each moment needing to change my focus and reach for more. Seeking the beauty in the ... View Post
How to Unsettle The Unsettling
I didn't get the coffee ready before I went to bed. I had a hard time falling asleep. I was waiting for Clarissa to come home. And then I was restless. I woke to rain; and to a range of negative emotions. Searing loss. A laundry list of tasks to complete. Unsettled. The mundane. Yet isn't it only mundane if I choose? The darkness descends. The enemy is subtle in his ways. He seeks to discourage and confuse. To remind us of our weaknesses. Our tasks are offerings. Gifts. When the mundane creeps in we need to ... View Post
May Hope Find You
The music plays in the background. A song, somehow, I have not heard before. A story needing to be told. Another taken so young. It is staggering how many young men have been called home in a single car accident. Young men. Mama's sons. Daddy's boys. Sibilings. Children of God. The couple on the video tell their story. Their words resonate with my heart. This is not our home. This is not where we belong. It is the reminder. This journey is not over. We are heading ... View Post
Heading out
We're heading home. We've had a rest. Time together. Learning. Charting new courses while keeping our eyes heaven focused. We don't know how to do the next steps. So we're open. Palms facing upward. Ready for them to be filled. The Power in the Blood remains. There is no other way. It's been a year since we travelled home. Since we rested in Maine because of gifts from friends. Now we're headed out again. So similar to last years journey. . . except it's been a year. The grief still raw. The way paved through prayer and ... View Post
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