Each morning I rise before dawn. The holy quiet. I get my coffee and rest with the Ancient Word. Before breakfast. Before I break my fast. My soul devours the comforting words. Works that challenge, inspire and speak truth. My spirit is refreshed and hopefully ready for whatever the day may hold. Each day a pilgrimage. Coffee, the Ancient Word. All before the house begins to stir. Before the tyranny of the urgent pulls. I stand before the stove. What to make? Breakfast. Is it blazing hot? Or freezing cold? How many are here? I often have to stop and ... View Post
What Are You Waiting For?
What are you waiting for? The question seems to hover. Ideas and thoughts run through my head. Yet, somehow, I am paralyzed to move forward. Excuses. Walls. Fear. And I wonder, What am I waiting for? I have learned how fragile life is. I know deep loss and unbearable ache. I know time is short. But how do you make the best of it? Do you search for the unknown and take all kinds of risks? Or do you slowly, safely make your way through? What are you waiting for? The question haunts me. Am I motivated by fear or faith? I have never been a risk taker and I don't like to ... View Post
My Farmers Mom
This post says it all. My farmers mom. A repost from 2014. She's been gone 20 years today. It is hard to believe we woke that day and moved and worked without knowing what was to come. It is a reminder to love and keep short accounts. It is a reminder that One came as the greatest symbol of love ever known to mankind. He came as a baby with the hope of eternity for all. Shirley, my farmers mom. You are so dearly missed. Yet your legacy of living as a Servant, loving those around you and creating beauty in everything you touched, lives on forever in your beautiful ... View Post
30 Days of Thankfulness, Cousins, Day #7
It's been more than 40 years since we were together in this space. Cousins. We've spent most of our life apart. Connected through words. Letters, a love for the Lord and Literature. Life was so different. Yet, even in that time. . .there was ache. A divorce. Children caught in the middle. A trip together to a family space. Cousins. Memories made. We walk and talk. Memories emerge that were long since forgotten. This was the space where we had a fire. I can almost hear the sound of the voices gathered in song. We washed dishes and played games on that vacation. We hiked and ... View Post
Our Guests , Day #4 of Thankfulness
They come from places far and near. They come for business meetings and vacations; weddings and graduations. Some come just to enjoy the farm. Our Guests. We have created a space to withdraw and renew. The Davis Farm Guest House. 3 bedrooms, a bath, kitchen, dining room and a living room. A breath taking view of the meadow and mountain. A porch- For sitting. For reading. For reflecting. For sipping large mugs of steaming hot coffee, or a cool, refreshing beverage. For our Guests. We set out scones and tea and coffee. A small snack after a journey. A welcome. A home ... View Post
30 Days of Thankfulness, Day #3
Things don't always go my way. Imagine that? I should be used to that by now. So, when things go awry why am I surprised? Why is my response, anxiety or anger? I wonder sometimes about my posture. Who am I serving? Where is my faith? If I truly believe this God that I say I serve, then why do I get anxious, or nervous? If He is able to walk us through the darkest of nights he can also handle the details. Yet, I still struggle to trust; To truly trust. To keep the thoughts quiet. I tend to voice all that is on my mind. Nary a secret kept. I think it; and it ... View Post
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