We're working hard. Painting. Cleaning. (Eww) Gardening. Decorating. So exciting. We're taking a step of faith. Putting feet on a dream. My farmers word from the Lord. "More people." My gift; hospitality. Friends who are all in. Do you long to experience a slower pace? Have you ever wondered what life on a farm might look like? Do you just need a break? Introducing the Davis Farm Guest House At the Davis Farm Guest House you will find all of ... View Post
Summer, Please Don’t End
Milking is finished. The cows are heading to pasture. It is unseasonably warm. (with NO humidity!) A glorious sunrise. Hot coffee. The Ancient word. Taking time to - Stop And thank God for: This sunrise the beautiful weather (and NO hudimity!) lots of coffee A slower day grace for the journey friendship new adventures music learning in the struggle fall baking did I mention coffee? farm table visits new employees warm breeze Sheets on the line and coffee May your day be filled with immeasurable grace. Attempt to ... View Post
In an Impulsive, Immediate Gratification Seeking Culture. . . I Will Wait
God closed a door. And I didn't like it. He'd already slammed the door in other ways in our lives. This felt like it was just the last straw. I vacillated between anger and trying to trust. Leaning on what I know. . . not on what I feel. Those are hard things. This world throws things into our pathway. At each turn; we choose. We can step into grace. Seeking wisdom in the walk. Trusting in a plan held by a Divine Creator. Or we can let this world drag us down. Bitterness and anger seep in. I started ... 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
Are You Thirsty?
The day is warm. Sunshine streaming through fluffy white clouds. We head to the river. My happy place. We're headed to celebrate; New life. Hope. Promises and Covenants. That sweet next to the youngest farm girl is entering the waters of baptism. She's shaking off the old. Stepping into the new. The life that isn't promised to be easy. The life where knee is bowed and hands lifted high. A life built on truth, hope and certainty. The truth that she has already had to wrestle to the ... View Post
Back Porch Wisdom
She sits on my back porch. The porch we are so grateful to have. We gather together for a bridal shower. For one of the younger generation. I visit with a beautiful woman. Decades ahead of me in age and wisdom. Decades ahead of me in grieving. All the years I have known her. She has spoken little of her grief. She has laughed and shared stories. But the raw. I never saw. Until she sits on my porch. 9 decades of living. She grabs my hand with an urgency. Her gaze does not meet ... View Post
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