Once again, there is no milk for my coffee. This is a conundrum I run into quite often. The irony is, we own a dairy farm. . Elijah could consume a half gallon at a time. His brother is now not quite far behind. . . I would find myself standing in the kitchen with a cup of coffee, needing milk. . . He would complain; but Elijah would make a special trip down from the barn.. Secretly he knew he would benefit from the milk too. So this morning I find myself without milk. And I improvise with whipped cream. It's not the ... View Post
A Walk Through The Years
They ask if we can go out to lunch. I am not ready for that yet. They come to the house. These Teachers are not ones I have taught with. They are the teachers of my children. Relationships forged through years of conferences, class shows and a love of children. They come today to spend some time with this grieving mom. One brings pictures. They make my heart sing. The memories of time gone by They share of their adventures post teaching. It is good to spend time together. A friend of Elijah's sends a note. I am encouraged. I drive by the telephone pole, it ... View Post
Making Soup, Grief and Faithful God
I strive for normalcy. I cook the ground beef. I make soup. My farmer loves soup, and I don't make it enough. The smells permeate the air. The warmth eleveates the chill. Soup will be good today. I walk down cellar to put away some groceries. Out of the corner of my eye, I see his barn coat. I linger there. The familiar companion of grief awakes. I swallow hard. I reach in the pockets hoping to find something. Something to connect me to him. So many mornings in that coat. I groan, how can this be? I am so powerless to change it. Everything so final. Never again. Oh how I ... View Post
I Wonder What This Day Will Hold
Each day seems to have it's own rhythm. It is not one I create anymore. I have never been one to have lists. Yet each day flowed. Now, it is different. As I press through the waking and the realization of a new day, I force my way to the coffee. (Ok forcing my way to coffee is a stretch, but the hard reality of the awake is agony) And then to God's Word. I wonder what this day will hold. It is hard to think. It is hard to focus. There is so much that needs to be done. I Peter 5:7 Cast all your anxiety on him because he cares for you. The weather has been beautiful. Warm, ... View Post
What Does Straight Forward Mean Anyway?
He calls me on my cell. I have just arrived at the allergist for Christiana's appointment. I have cancer he says. I don't feel a thing. Ok. I say. It is rare. Only 30 people in the world have been diagnosed. The first case was in Czechoslovakia. The doctor said I've been talked about all over the world. It should be straight forward. In my mind I think, straight forward? This was supposed to be a cyst. How straight forward is cancer? Pslam 139:13 For you created my inmost being; you knit me ... View Post
Happy First Anniversary Chelsea and Adam
A year ago, on a dreary day such as today. We created our own sunshine. Vows were exchanged and a new journey began. A beautiful little girl. Grew to love this man. And when he came to us to ask if he could have her hand in marriage. . . Her daddy said, "No, no, no." And then after a conversation and hugs. We both gave our blessing. Such a beautiful bride. So many dreams. Such a future before them. And even though you know she is arriving by tractor. . . When you hear the engine start, your heart, for a moment wishes she were young ... View Post
- « Previous Page
- 1
- …
- 133
- 134
- 135
- 136
- 137
- …
- 149
- Next Page »
