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He Made Me Laugh

He made me laugh.  That second born son.  The one who shoulders the weight.  The future.  He made me laugh.  He loves Christmas. Always has.  Little sleep.  So excited.  A bundle of joy.  Energy.  Complying with my request, for a cup of coffee, before presents, on Christmas morning;  he will have one waiting. . . long before it is time to be awake.  Energy.  Sheer joy.  Over presents. Over a babe in a manger. Wonder.  Contagious.  And at 15 that joy is still there.  I walk into the dining ... View Post

Backyard Dining Notched Up A Bit

We dined Alfresco.  The girls, always in character, notched their table up a bit.  Lights, candles; a special space.  Dressed to the nines.  They poured water from old wine and sparkling cider bottles.  Hospitality.  Fun. Memories. Moments when little girls were not thinking of grief or cancer.  Psalm 118:4 The LORD has done it this very day;  let us rejoice today and be glad. Find just a moment today.  A moment to give thanks.  To be grateful.  Even in the storm.  God will meet you there.  ... View Post

Dear Elijah

Dear Elijah, Just writing your name warms my heart.  It's been so long since I have heard your voice;  cooked your favorite meals; watched you while you worked;  or listened while you debated the issues of this world.  The farm was visited once again by unmeasurable grace.  A man who walks with bowed knee to the King of Kings, bringing the fullness of Christ once again to this farm.  The hands and feet of Jesus.  The body of Christ.  I watched in sheer wonder as they replaced the porch. A boost. An encouragement. Grace.  It is so ... View Post

Turning Monday Around

I start complaining before I open my eyes.  The birds are so loud.  My shoulder hurts.  It's burning.  I need Advil. I need coffee. I need the Ancient Word. But that means I have to get up.  I am so bone weary tired.  I need coffee;  (I think I have already mentioned that) which I didn't prepare like I usually do.  Because I was so tired.  I just want to sleep in; have no agenda for the day.  No cows, calves to feed, milking, haying, laundry, book work, rides, school, schedules.  I roll over.  I usually wake ... View Post

Pushing Regret Out The Door

It was Prom.  Such a beautiful evening.  Sunshine. Excitement.  Anticipation.  Beauty.  Each moment a gift to be treasured.  Because you never know when they may be gone.  I ask for one thing.  A family picture; from Prom.  I have none from the boy.  A regret.  A request I make.  And this is what I get.  I love it.  Always room for a giggle.  Somehow there is always a space though.  I don't know how it works. In the center.  A hole.  A hole in my heart that ... View Post

When You Need To Refocus

A new beginning.  Another Bridal Shower.  Such hope and sweetness on the horizon.  The planning and fun of a party.  Fellowship and food. Women gathering to bless each other. A warm, sunny afternoon. Leisurely strolls through the meadow.  Deep breathes of fresh air and peace.  But it's raining.  I want it to be sunny. But it's not. I think we might have to be inside. But that's ok. We'll go with the flow. It's so much easier to yield to the circumstances. When we resist, there's strife. Isaiah 55:9 "As the heavens are higher than the ... View Post