The towel is over my shoulder. Waffles are warming in the oven. The farmhouse kitchen is a wreck. So is every other room in this old Farmhouse. The floors, table, ottoman. Cluttered. Papers, socks. . . the vacuum. A trail of the day metered out as if to find the way. 'The way where," I ask? Where are we going? Where are we headed? I sit. In the midst of the chaos. In the midst of a mile long list. I sit. The youngest farm girl switched Pandora to a Classical Christmas Station. The usual Christmas music changed up a bit. Not familiar. Different. Beautiful. So, I ... View Post
Finding Strength in Those Memories
When I close my eyes; memories swirl. So much delight. Joy; In the midst of work. I rest in those times. Moments that have made me who I am. Moments that have shaped my faith and choices in this journey. Today marks the 15th Anniversary since my mother in laws passing. A night etched in my memory. So sudden. My absolute best friend, role model, encourager and nurturer. She was the glue that held so many of us together. How I still long to hear her voice. Ask her advice. Sit at her farmhouse table drinking hot coffee, while wrestling with life questions. Her strength spurs me ... View Post
Looking for Joy
The emptiness lingers. The loss of a child. The days march on. The ebb and flow of life. There, in the space, lies the ache. Continual. The child we bore. No more. Their laughter and joy. Snuffed out so soon. The veil between heaven and earth so close. A breath away. The ache can pull one under. A conscience choice each day to step forward in grace. Advent begins again. 4 Advents since he left. 4 Christmases of reaching to hold on. Hope. Love. Today joy. The tree is in. Light illuminates this dark farmhouse. They twinkle and gleam. The house. Transformed; by ... View Post
What Should I Give Him? Day #28 of Thankfulness
The invitation came. A friend and classmate of Elijah's had bought a house. A house warming. Another example of life marching on. Such a good thing for this young man. What an accomplishment. How proud. I resist the urge to wallow. They ask for Christmas Ornaments to hang on his tree. I think back to that time years ago. My first apartment. My first tree. The realization that I had not one ornament. Oh such a sweet memory. Tying bows from ribbon onto the branches. No lights. Tin foil over cardboard for a star on the top. Mine. Here I am decades later. In need of a gift for a ... View Post
Light Permeates Darkness, Hope Day #27 of Thankfulness
Light permeates darkness. Every time. The smallest spark, illuminates. It is the first Sunday in Advent. That Season of Preparation; Waiting, for the Incarnate. Advent Wreaths will be lit today. A circle. Never ending. 4 Candles representing the 4 Sundays prior to Christmas; the 5th candle, the Christ Candle, lit on Christmas morning. Light. Permeating the darkness. Symbol for all. Hope. The candle lit today represents Hope. Hope for all Nations. Frankly, we need hope. Not hope in a new administration. Not hope in government or currency. Hope in Jesus Christ. In ... View Post
Day #25 of Thankfulness
I remember writing this post. The grief. The cold. I remember turning and catching the glimpse of the message in the leaves. I had almost missed it. Blinded by utter despair. Oh, that we do not despair. May we linger at the cross a little longer. Open our eyes wide to see. But may despair, never knock on our door. A repost from November 25, 2013 `````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````` I Almost Missed It. . . . .Day #25 of Thankfulness I almost missed it. I almost walked away without ... View Post
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