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
It’s Time
There is much going on here. Wedding planning, haying, farming, a parlor and music room renovation. There is stuff everywhere- on the front porch, in the living room, and in the hallway. Change. The rooms have needed work for years. Neglected in the stream of life. But now. It's time. The rooms have been emptied and the wallpaper taken down. And in the corner have sat Elijah's drums. They have gathered dust and been pushed to the corner. They have become a catchall for random items. They have sat. Unused. Neglected. It's been 8 years since they have been played by their ... View Post
Mama’s With Those Young Ones, 30 Days of Thankfulness, Day 9
Mama's with those young ones. I see you. I hear you. I watch you. It's a tricky time these days. Kids in school. Kids at home. Some at both. Mama's with those young ones. I see you. I hear you. I watch you. I, and many others, have been there before you. Not in a Pandemic. Not in these times. Know you are prayed for. Know you are doing a great job. Know that parenting is hard. It is work. It is exhausting. Mama's with those young ones. Laugh more. Let things go. Give thanks through the journey. The hard days when you're over-tired and feel worn to the core; dig ... View Post
30 Days of Thankfulness, Day #16 Different Expectations
In my mind my house is clean and all loose ends tied up. Different expectations. But that is rarely the way. Most of our life is hopping in on the ever loving conveyor belt we call life. It's like a perpetual game of jump rope and you need to learn how to jump in on double dutch. Sometimes its too much and the crazy overwhelms me. But mostly it just is. There's a mess. Paint cans and scrapers from 2 projects happening when the college girl, now nurse gets a free moment. There's jackets, shoes, hats and boots littering the entry way. Because people live here. I scroll through ... View Post
A Dog I didn’t Want
I didn't want him. I had no desire to have a dog. Definitely not an indoor dog. We live on a dairy farm; on a dirt road. I already struggle with a clean house and an indoor dog would not help. We had indulged our daughter with her purchase of a dog. Justified by small and hypo-allergenic. That sweet puppy, Pemberly, was hit by a car and died in my arms. 2 weeks later our son died in the middle of the night with me no where near. 2 months later my farmer was diagnosed with a rare form of cancer and began a fight for his life. So getting a puppy or taking care of another ... View Post
Coming Home, Day #16 of Thankfulness
She's coming home today! I can't wait. Our college girl has clinical and then will make the journey North. This is her last "Journey North" for Thanksgiving while in College. Where in the world did the time go? I drove to pick her up with a friend for the first year. So many day trips down and back. Now, she drives her own car, and next year, only God knows. She's coming home and I'm so excited. Her bed is freshly made with clean sheets. I'll vacuum and add a few special touches today. She has asthma pretty bad and our home is not the cleanest. I will spend much of today trying ... View Post
