The Demo has started. Years of memories and treasured living; changing. I am Thankful for those memories. Honestly. It's too many changes. Change is hard. It is an unwelcome companion right now. But, God is at work. I can not see what He is doing. He is keeping it from me. The story is not over. I know He is doing something. I am Thankful: That God is at work He is bigger than all my fears His story is better than mine For friends who continue to hold us up for my coffee buddy- I am so grateful God sent him our way for coffee and a fire on these cold ... View Post
It’s Been Called A Sufferfest.
It is easy to get discouraged in the journey of life; a sufferfest, to use a word I read the other day. Money, time, relationships can all be a drain. Sometimes the hits come repeatedly and you find yourself barely hanging on. You cry out to the Lord. You reach out to friends. You watch the sunset. You work to restore your aching soul. Grief continues to be like that; an ebb and flow in a sea of life. Unpredictable. Some days the memories bring great joy and comfort. Other days the memories are a haunting reminder of what has been lost. These past few weeks have been that roller ... View Post
If You Only Had 5 Days Left; Would You Do Anything Differently?
He had only 5 days left here on this earth. For in the early hours of July 28, 2013 he would meet his Savior. I wasn't there. He left home excited to see his girl friend. He looked into my eyes; those baby blues. He said, "Bye, don't worry." The next time I saw him, he was still; lifeless, in a pine box. I live each day without my oldest son. I work each day to seek the good God has given to us. Grief never leaves. It's here to stay. But what I do with that grief is my choice. With God's help I am learning to trust, to live, to praise. My eyes flutter open to the ... View Post
Feeding Calves
A whole row of them. The number as high as 18. Calves. It's that time. They're not in their pens yet. We still need to build them. There's so much to be done. Each calf needs a bottle. 18 of them. 2 bottles a piece. We love to have helpers on the farm. We've had a lot of them lately. We're so short on help. So, I pitch in. (Sometimes I think they wish I would stay home. I can be a little needy.) It was hot and I was sweaty. The flies hovering and biting my ankles. That's the day I choose to feed calves. But it was beautiful too. That farm boy came out to ... View Post
Lessons From the Calves
The mama's and babies begin their journey to the barn. Just a few days old and those calves are strong and ready to move. It doesn't take them long to find their legs and explore. Yet they always know their mama. To her, they always return. Sometimes the calves need to be carried; the mama's follow. Seeking their Offspring. Today they walk; with their mama's, around their mama's. Flitting here and there. Yet always close. The journey never taking them very far from their source of strength . Why do we forget that lesson? Why do we attempt to live in our own strength? Prayer ... View Post
A Time of Refreshing
The summer sky is unpredictable these days. The angry heavens pour down their wrath day after day. Haying is nearly impossible. Fields; sodden. Water gathers in the basement and swirls in the river. Yesterday and today there is a break in the pattern. The sun shines. Humidity; flees. We withdraw to our Happy place. Sun reflects off the fast, flowing river. The wind rustles the branches of the stately willow. This. This moment in time is refreshing. I try to hold on. I memorize the sounds and the feeling.| The youngest crawls onto my lap. She curls tightly in a ... View Post
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