The Road Not Taken BY ROBERT FROST Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim, Because it was grassy and wanted wear; Though as for that the passing there Had worn them really about the same, And both that morning equally lay In leaves no step had trodden black. Oh, I kept the first for another day! Yet knowing how way leads on to way, I doubted if I ... View Post
Even on Your 20th Anniversary, One Can Get Cranky
Even on your 20th Anniversary one can get cranky. We don't relax. We are in constant motion. Every moment needed to survive. For a farmer there is work and there is sleep. And when the harvest is in or the sun too hot. . . There is a season for rest. But not much. So when 20 years come and we take a break. There is bound to be bumps in the road. But we work them out. . . it's the way of marriage. It is giving and giving more. It is loving better, being patient and kind. Keeping NO record of wrongs. I Corinthians 13 And time away has been good. We live in a ... View Post
A Love Story, Happy 20th Anniversary to My Farmer
September 17, 2013 facebook post 20 years ago today, I went to work and then headed to the farm to help finish chores. Gary and I went to the Tunbridge Fair. It was a gorgeous fall night. Little did I know what the evening held in store. A few hours later, my best friend asked me to spend the rest of our lives getting to know each other, to serve God and continue our friendship as husband and wife. He gave me his great grandmothers ring. Which fit perfectly. We got married less than a month later. . . that story in a few weeks. . . Well, it's been a few weeks. . .and here is the ... View Post
Distracted
The girls leave and strangely, I find myself alone. This does not happen very often. I expect to feel overwhelmed and sad. Yet surprisingly I feel fine. This might be due to the fact that we have a financial appointment in 2 hours and I have not gathered any of the information required. So, I begin the sprint to find obscure pieces of paper that I know I have seen in the past few months. . .but not quite sure where. I soon realize that I have lost much over the past few months but not my ability to be easily distracted. I head to the timer. I usually set it ... View Post
He is There And I Am Not
Sometimes the echo of the quiet is so overwhelming How does your soul reconcile that your child is gone? Church is always so hard. Today we sang this song. I don't know when I will be able to worship without tears streaming down my face. We will dance on the streets that are Golden. . . My son is dancing. . .on streets that are Golden. He is there. And I am not. This is hard and not right. I am learning to live moment by moment. More than that; is too much. I have grace for the moment; that is all. As I sing these words today, someone rubs my ... View Post
No Time For Good Bye’s
The end of a life so sudden No time for goodbyes No warning The waves of shock continue The sharing of the burden lessen's the load But the night is dark and my heart cries out for what it can not have The seasons change The air pungent the earth readies for slumber of winter there is death all around each leaf and flower a reminder that all must come to an end Where does hope lie? Where does one go with the torment of grief The agony of loss The inability to change the course of events. The winter only last for a time here we do not stay. For to, means ... View Post
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