Davis Farm and Guest House

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The Assurance of Knowing

Often we are stretched.  Beyond what we feel we can handle.  We breathe deep.  We long for relief.  Yet, these circumstances are here to help us grow.  To change us.  It's been 35 months of being stretched.  There are many more months to go.  The missing deep.  The walk each day a choice.   I am only responsible for the here and now.  To live this moment in surrender.  I will let the rest of the moments be dealt with in time.  In the pew, on Sunday, the children sat between my farmer and I .  4 of ... View Post

Reconstructing

Reconstructing.  Each day.  How to do dinner.  What the table looks like.  His car in the driveway.  All how to live without my son.  Each day.Learning.  The path.  God has ordained.  Not my will.  But His.  And so I learn.  While my heart misses.  I open my heart to the will of the Father.  A young teen plays Elijah's drum set at church. A young man unaware of the story. Playing to Worship.  The same God.  All for His Glory.  So I learn, to trust more.  Rest where there is chaos.  Quiet when ... View Post

Calves! They’re Everywhere!

Sunshine spilled over the mountain this morning.  Cool mornings force us to use heat.  Hot coffee awaits me as I stumble to the kitchen.  I run the schedule through my head.  I beat eggs and try not to burn toast.  I burn eggs and the toast is safe.  I continue the run through of the schedule.  There's school work and book work.  Calves need to be feed.  Oh those calves!  They're everywhere! Calves always mean Spring here on the farm.  The Winter is shedding it's skin.  Milk production will return to a ... View Post

Davis Farm Guest House

We're having fun at our Guest House and on the farm! We're meeting new people. Making friends from all over the world.  We're sprucing up.  Watching grass grow! Literally.  We're shaking off the Winter.  Though, it's not shaking us off! Sharing about this place we love so much.  Things aren't always easy.  We share that too.  Work.  Long hours.  Yet.  Rewarding.  Full.  Held by a gracious God.  Stepping forward with purpose.  Hope you'll stop by for a visit ... View Post

Sunshine Spilled Over

Sunshine spilled over on Resurrection Sunday. Warmth. Family. Food. The empty tomb. The Cross set before us. A symbol. Hope. What was meant for evil. God meant for good. Sometimes you can't help but embrace the bad to understand the good.  2 years and 8 months.  A journey to walk with purpose. Seeking to discover, under the shadow of His wing. Ever longing for all to be made right. The tomb is empty. The Savior Risen. The hope of all Nations for a broken people. The sun beats down on us at my sister in laws. Her family walking the grief road. The first Easter ... View Post

Those Dark Days; They Will Come

The dark of the day rises to meet me.  The warmth of the previous days a tease.  My son, my son, my soul cries out.  I pass the accident site.  Today.  I slip.  The images flash before me.  Images I never saw.  Images that played out while I slept.  My darling red head.  My first born son.  Passed from this life while I slept.  Oh, how I miss him.  The deep, piercing ache creeps through my veins today.  The wait for next tests for my farmer.  I cling to the Ancient promises.  The truth.  This ... View Post