He rises before dawn. He does a days work before most of our eyes flutter open to greet the day. My farmer. Other's needs are always before his own. There are no sick days. Vacation days are far and few between. He perseveres; With a strength and resolve I admire. He's not perfect. No one is. He loves His God. He loves His Country. He loves His family. It's his birthday today. I praise God for the day he was born and the way he was raised. He's longing to slow down. A desire to read and play on the floor with his grandchildren. He longs for hikes and ... View Post
A reminder. . . Just Because
I needed a reminder today. A reminder to trust and rest, because sometimes the moments are all ok, and sometimes they are not. . . They hurt and it feels like there's no place to go with that hurt. People don't want to hear it. It's been years, so one should be over it. But honestly. . . there's no 'getting over' the loss of your child. And there it is. The pain rears. The struggles around the farm weigh down. . . I run to the only place that brings me strength. Straight to the solid ground. Straight to the Ancient Word. And then I read this from March 12, 2013 and I remember, to trust the ... View Post
Winter is Still Here
I multi task. I used to do that much better. Now. I am often distracted. Yet, here I am. Sauteing the Garlic and onions. They sizzle and pop. I stir another pot filled with savory chicken and rice soup. The kitchen warmth radiates on this cold morning. The day is expected to get warmer. A break from the brutal wind and harsh cold of this winter. We're knee deep in taxes. The farmhouse table oozing with files and statements. I dislike this month. Even though it is the shortest. For some reason it seems to crawl at a snails pace. Winter clutches with vengeance. The sun remains ... View Post
One Day
She sits beside me. We bow our heads. This German daughter of mine. We say the Lord's Prayer. "Our Father. . ." She prays in German. My heart. One day. . . Every knee should bow and tongue confess. One day the language will all be the same. No more barriers. Philippians 2:11 And that every tongue should confess that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father. No tears. No heartache. One day. I long for that day. My soul grows weary with the ache around us. Children dying. Trade Wars. Border issues. Marriage Covenants broken. Hurt. Ache. I can not ... View Post
Day #30 of Thankfulness
Sometimes walking through the archives of our blog is such a good practice. I am reminded of how God knows and is in control of our future. He is working his purpose in and through us no matter our circumstances. A repost from November 30, 2013 I walk out of the bedroom to start my coffee. There are sleeping bags all over the living room. I pick up the pot and plug it in the bathroom so not to disturb anyone. I have a blondie in my bed who had a headache in the middle of the night. I start the laundry and fold a load while I wait for the coffee. My phone is plugged in, in the middle of ... View Post
Despite our Circumstances, Day #29 of Thankfulness
Thankfulness despite our circumstances. Some times the Thankfulness comes in a long list. We spout off a litany of things we are grateful for. Almost as an after thought. Food, family, shelter. As if we take them for granted. We expect to be Thankful for them. Yet our basic Thankful list is often the hearts cry of others. Those longing for shelter. The cry of a mom for a child. The basic need of food and water agonizingly not met. Grief amidst war torn areas. Yet gratitude flows. Despite their circumstances. People marginalized yet thanks and joy radiate. How can this be? Our ... View Post
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