I did a thing yesterday. Actually a few things. Different things. Different for me anyway. I cleared off this table. For me, this is a big deal. Surfaces tend to get cluttered here. There is always book work needing to be done. Checks to write. Money to move around. Balancing. Praying. Keep those plates spinning. Don't let them drop. Mail, letters, lists, calendars. All pile up. Then dinner time arrives and the piles are pushed to the end of the table or piled higher. Because dinner is a rush to get to the next thing. It is a daily battle. A vicious ... View Post
How Will You Make It Through
Do you ever wonder how you'll make it through? Really. Financially every thing is a mess. It's upside down and you can't make sense of it. You've lost a loved one and the pain is intense. You wonder how you'll make it through? You wake up and the sun is shining and you wonder how can that sun shine on a day like today? We've been there. More than once. Time after time wondering how this can be? How can the world still be spinning? We walk into the hospital laughing, holding hands. These trips are familiar. Almost 6 years. Daily for 13 weeks. Then once a month. Then every 3 ... View Post
What To Do With The Day In Between
33 times the bell tolls. One for each year of Jesus' life. We sit in silence; in the dark. A candle extinguished after each reading. Until... We sit in darkness. The old church sighs with the years of reverence. I want to sit here longer. To linger. Many begin their pilgrimage to the doors. The lights come on. I want to sit in the dark a little longer. I want to feel and remember. Jesus. What he did for me. I wrestle with my thoughts. Why did he give all. . . for a retch like me? My soul yearns for this holiness; these moments of quiet reflection. My life races each ... View Post
He Rises Before Dawn
He rises before dawn. He does a days work before most of our eyes flutter open to greet the day. My farmer. Other's needs are always before his own. There are no sick days. Vacation days are far and few between. He perseveres; With a strength and resolve I admire. He's not perfect. No one is. He loves His God. He loves His Country. He loves His family. It's his birthday today. I praise God for the day he was born and the way he was raised. He's longing to slow down. A desire to read and play on the floor with his grandchildren. He longs for hikes and ... View Post
Snow! That White Stuff.
Snow! Lots of it too. Heavy, wet, white. A wonderland. The perfect back drop for Vermont's Maple Weekend! Sugar on Snow. A long walk to the Sugar House. Quintessential Vermont. Along with the beauty, this storm also brings much extra work. The mud, from the previous weeks thaw combined with the snow, leaves ruts and a disaster. Plowing is a muddy, rutty and just plain mess. My farmer spends hours plowing the barn driveway, then our drive way. We have Guests arriving to our Davis Farm Guest House , so that driveway needs work. I begin to make a soup. Ground sausage, onions ... View Post
A reminder. . . Just Because
I needed a reminder today. A reminder to trust and rest, because sometimes the moments are all ok, and sometimes they are not. . . They hurt and it feels like there's no place to go with that hurt. People don't want to hear it. It's been years, so one should be over it. But honestly. . . there's no 'getting over' the loss of your child. And there it is. The pain rears. The struggles around the farm weigh down. . . I run to the only place that brings me strength. Straight to the solid ground. Straight to the Ancient Word. And then I read this from March 12, 2013 and I remember, to trust the ... View Post
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