I put one back. 7 spoons. It's a habit. How do you "uncount"? How do you break a habit. They say it takes 30 days to create a habit. It's been 14 months. And setting 7 places at the table still seems natural. I set one spoon back in the drawer. I breath deep. I think of the habits I have established over the past 14 months. My time in the Word is deep. I search for meaning. Truth. Help for this weary heart. I want to know. That it counts for something. That the life given. Taken. Somehow has meaning. It's our search for ... View Post
What Preparations Do You Need To Make To Be Ready?
The frost wasn't too hard this morning. We kept the house warm enough. My farmer turned the fire on before he left. I shudder to think how much propane we have used. We need to be prepared. As winter looms ahead. Wood needs to be cut. Air conditioners stored away for the heat of the summer day. Screens removed and the storm windows placed. All in preparation for winter. My freezer is partially full of summer's glow. Harvesting some of the bounty for later use. Still not quite there with all that needs to be ... View Post
Here’s To Mom’s
Here's to moms who've lost a child. Whose hearts have teetered on the edge. Whose world stopped for just a moment in time. When the eternal met the sweet, earthly soul. The mom's that have shed a thousand tears. While piercing pain rips through their soul. Mom's who get up every morning. Put one foot in front of the other. Who press through the day and create a home A home fractured and never the same. The mom's that stand by their child's bed. With wracking sobs. Never to caress the forehead again. The abdomen that swelled with ... View Post
His Song Is Different Now
The day is done. His birthday over. There was no cake. I couldn't. But one of his friends sent me a picture of one she baked. This mama's heart swelled with gratitude. He is remembered. We tried to have a bonfire; but like last year, the rains came and the heaven's declared their majesty. The beat of the thunder kept cadence with the rain. We gathered on the front porch. We stormed the throne of grace in prayer. Thanksgiving for being held. Strength for the future. Time together. I climbed the stairs to say good night to the ... View Post
Re-posting This Day Last Year. . . Sometimes Looking Back Helps With The Steps Forward
This is a re-post from last year on this day. Sending prayers of gratitude for the hands that have held us and continue to shower us with grace. Being a Giver. . .it is Hard to Receive The rhythm of the routine continues. There is hay down and baling to be done. Cows are up in milk and the management needs care and detail. It's the detail that makes the difference. It's what makes you stand out. Caring about the tiniest details brings you closer to your goal. Details may mean success or ruin for us. Those details seem hard. But they are ingrained in ... View Post
It’s Just A Couch
It's just a couch. Stained with memories. Babies. Toddlers. Knowledge imparted through endless books. Resting, while heavy with child. It's just a couch. Love poured out. Knees bowed in prayer over young ones; pleading over their souls. Years and years of devotions while the farm house slept. Late night discussions debating all that life may present. It's just a couch. Where 7 or 8 gathered for family night to watch a movie. It was never too small. There was always room for ... View Post
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