From Memorial Day to Labor Day - something changed in me. An usually hot summer and busy schedule left little time for relaxation. Extended time at the River, was rare. Racing and driving kids to activities was prevalent. But something changed in me. God asked me to take some steps out of the comfort zone I was striving to maintain. Memorial Day found me traveling to Fort Leonard Wood, MO to visit our Marine. He had an extended leave and wanted to know if I would visit. I have rarely traveled and only once alone. The guilt of leaving my family, anxiety of traveling alone sent me into ... View Post
I’m Not Sure I’m Supposed to Understand
We're home from Parris Island. Our second farm boy graduated from Marine Boot Camp. He is living our Oldest Farm Boy's dream. You see our two boys were so different. Each with a heart to serve; just in different ways. And there's just so much I don't understand. I'm not sure I'm supposed to understand. Why does a handsome, hard working red head hit a telephone pole in the middle of the night and never come home? Why did his hopes and dreams to serve our country die with him? I'm not sure I'm supposed to understand. Why would the youngest farm boy start his own career and suddenly ... View Post
I Would Like a Do Over Day #6 of Thankfulness
We stand in line. I fuss, I fume. The event already started. And we're outside. I complain. I feel anxious. I question why I've come. I wonder why they don't have a better system. Many thoughts run through my head. It is not until I am home. Until it is late at night that I process this. I missed out on so many blessings because I stepped into anxiety. Instead of using the beautiful gift of gratitude I jumped off the cliff into dangerous water. I let frustration and other emotions crowd out the ... View Post
An Act of Obedience
It's been a while I wake to the heavy, raw feeling. My constant companion for so long. The weight pressing in. I haven't slept well. A needy dog. I feel tired. Worn. These days. Are the hardest. The pushing through. Imperative. Yet the strength it takes. The work. I close my eyes. I trust. I cry out to the LORD. It is only by his grace. It is by his power, that we move. His journey to the cross. My journey to glory. I will myself to begin the ... View Post
