I have found that gratitude in all things takes practice. It is a purposeful mind set. Often a change. And we don't like change, do we? Words flow when the sun is shining and the bank account full. Gratitude. Words flow when life feels in balance and manageable. "I praise you Lord, for my job, for a roof over my head and a bed to sleep in." It's like soft butter being spread. Easy. Comforting. Sunshine and roses. Gratitude. How do the words flow when there's death and heartache? Do we reach for gratitude in these times? How do the words flow when you can't seem to make ends ... View Post
10 Birthdays Without You
When we celebrated his 17th birthday, we had no idea it was his last. Who thinks of those things as you enter your Senior year of High School? We were all busy living life and enjoying the moments. Until we weren't. Until on a beautiful summer's night, our son never made it home. And all the living and life stopped as I once knew it. All the things I thought I knew, changed, in a moment. Here we are 9 years later. Celebrating the 10th birthday without our son. 10 birthdays have come and gone. I dread the day when there will be more birthdays without him, than with him. This ... View Post
Choose This Day
Choose this day whom you will serve. Words from Joshua in the bible. Challenging the Israelites to choose. Choose who you will serve- The Gods you once knew, or the God of Heaven and Earth. Joshua and his house chose the Lord. Joshua 24:15 Each day we are faced with a multitude of choices. Split second and some prayed and agonized over. Choices that will affect us, change us. 9 years ago, July 27, 2013. I remember this day so well. So many choices made that day. A choice by the oldest son to go to a shooting match. My farmers split second choice to go watch him. The choice ... View Post
Breakfast
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
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, I failed
30 Days of Thankfulness. They're over. I failed. I've posted less than half those days. The rest I have done a re-post, or not posted at all. It's not that I am not grateful. I just can't seem to put words to the paper. I failed. Gratitude sometimes can not be captured in words. There are times when the words won't reach. A place where the soul holds the secrets. And these days have been full. The demands of farming, the changes in a child getting married and leaving the nest have all left us depleted. A house becoming quieter. The soul is stretched and weary. The practice of ... View Post
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