My life flows on in endless song;above earth’s lamentation,I catch the sweet, though far-off hymnthat hails a new creation. It is Thanksgiving Sunday. The choir sings a long loved Hymn. Through all the tumult and the strife,I hear that music ringing.It finds an echo in my soul.How can I keep from singing? The words piercing. Encouraging. What though my joys and comforts die?I know my Savior liveth.What though the darkness gather round?Songs in the night he giveth. A melody I have hummed repeatedly over the years. No storm can ... View Post
The “Folgers in your cup” Moment, Gone Terribly Wrong Day #22 of Thankfulness
I envisioned a "Folgers in your cup", kind of welcome home. The college girl is home. The kind of nice, clean house, bread baking; welcome home. A Saturday full of fun activities. I tried. I planned. Yet what we got was not what we had planned. Is it ever? Do we really have things go the way we wanted? I watched as my son wailed as he brought his injured puppy home. Something inside me snapped. When you see your children experience raw grief it does something to you. I have ... View Post
It’s Here! Day #20 of Thankfulness
It's here. Today's the day. I head to CT to get my girl. I can't wait. ~ 30 Days of Thankfulness~ I am thankful for: Coming home friends who take the day to travel with me the freedom to travel down and back in a day my farmers sense of humor family coffee thoughts of stopping to get coffee on the trip bible study; encouraging my walk with God our dog snuggling at my feet going to bed- oh how I love to go to bed one end of the house getting fixed - it was so bad this Thanksgiving season to intentionally name my thanks the hope of Glory the strength for ... View Post
The Richness of Seeing Day #5 of Thankfulness
The farm boy headed to bible study. The dancer to class. My farmer was still caring for his ladies. So the youngest and I found we were alone. She had been up since 3:30 a.m. She wanted to snuggle. Such a rare gift. Knowing I love fixer, upper shows, she put on Netflix to the perfect choice. One that the older daughter had shared about on my wall just this day. We snuggled. We watched. Just the two of us. While this journey of children being in heaven and growing up and moving on is rough. It's ... View Post
Until Then. . .
The world has stopped once again. The memory of the deep searing ache prevalent. And now my farmer's sister knows that ache. Another cousin now resides in Glory. The boy who used my tapered candles as num chucks as he danced from one end of the couch to the other while watching Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. Perpetual Motion. Eyes sparkling with boundless energy. Curiosity oozing from every pore. Mischief; the ring leader of the pack of cousins. The first one to laugh. The first one to cry. The first ... View Post
Happy Birthday From Your Little Girl
He holds my hand. The hand that is still strong. Yet works no more. I look at him. This man that gave me life. This man that has been my confidant, advocate, role model and father. I gaze into his eyes. He's still so handsome. He smiles and kisses me. He's happy. Content. He knows no pain or ache. I say, "Let's walk for a bit." He shuffles. Reminders for him to pick up his feet. I bristle. This once fiercely independent, stubborn man. . . shuffles. I choke back the sobs that ... View Post
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