This will be the fifth Christmas without our oldest farm boy. It hardly seems possible. Our next farm boy won't be here either. It's a different kind of Christmas. I often wonder how he's doing. How Marine Boot Camp is treating him? What is he feeling and thinking? I wonder this too about our blue eyed, red head who resides in Heaven now. The missing is hard. That Farm Boy loves Christmas. He often will decorate his room in July and play Christmas music as loud as he can. Even before he left, he cleaned his room and strung Christmas lights. It will be a different kind of ... View Post
When it Hurts so Badly
The light permeates the dark. The glow magical. The stockings are hung. The tree decorated. Lists are made. We've gathered with friends and caught up on life. The Christmas Carols play in the back round. Christmas Cards line the walls. The Advent Candles are lit and the preparations for the Birth of our Savior are well under way. Yet, here I sit. My heart aching. I can't deny it. I can't run from it. The ache and pain of loss is real. There's no escaping the absence and emptiness felt. The loss of a child represents loss of future. We spend the rest of our lives adjusting ... View Post
30 Days of Thankfulness, List by List, Day #22
I've got my list. Hopefully I will not lose these. One for shopping, one for to do's. I make one for the timing of everything. Preparations for Thanksgiving. It is really the only time I can honestly say I am organized. My mom was such a planner. Really. Such a gift. She planned class reunions and fundraisers. She was PTA president for years. If there was a Board or Committee- she was on it. She had her bags for each Committee. A list for each. She thrived on these activities. Details were her thing. Her house was immaculate. She never, that I know of, ran around looking ... View Post
30 Days of Thankfulness, This Is Beyond Me, Day #20
This construction stuff is beyond me. I'm so thankful for those who do "get it". I remember Trig class in High School. I think the teachers name was Ms. Hume. I remember asking her, specifically, what would I use parabola's for? She said, "Building the Golden Gate Bridge and all those other wonders of the world." To myself I thought. . . . I want to be a mom. Why am I taking this class? I am Thankful I took that class. I am Thankful for learning things beyond my sphere of understanding. Yet, it is beyond me. I feel that way now, drinking steaming cups of coffee around the farmhouse ... View Post
30 Days of Thankfulness, Finding Rest in the Chaos, Day #15
When you look around it's chaos. Barn roofing, piles (neat piles); but piles. There's equipment and open spaces where a barn used to be. Headlocks lay as they fell. Beams cut off. I walk through the area. I pray. We want to be faithful. This is not our space. Not our land. Nothing is ours. It belongs to the LORD. Long ago my farmer and I knelt together and surrendered this place to Him. The one who counts the stars. The one who Promises to never leave us nor forsake us. Deuteronomy 31:6 Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid or terrified because of them, for the ... View Post
30 Days of Thankfulness I Can Not Keep Silent
I can not keep silent. My heart overflows. Gratitude. Praise. Our language with God. Power. Light. Heat. Laundry. Warmth. So grateful. We've been with out power since early Monday morning. Our barns are destroyed. We are facing decisions of huge proportion. Yet, today; my heart is grateful. We will walk in grace. We will praise God for his provision. We will trust Him for our next steps. Thank you for walking this journey with us. Thank you for your encouragement. Your generosity is too much to process. Thank you for giving us hope. Please join us in #30 Days of ... View Post
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