The earth groaned as a young one fought. Battles we didn't know. And a family's life now forever changed. The ache is deep and once again a Community grieves. I wail and cry out for the mama's who bury their babies. What kind of burial will there be? How does one grieve in a Pandemic, when isolation is life giving? Or so we thought? I comfort my kids as they rail against another loss. I breathe deep and run to the only source of strength I have left. . . Isaiah 26:3 You will keep in perfect peace those whose minds are steadfast, because they trust in ... View Post
Hope and Love
Hope and Love. The first two candles in Advent. Buzz words for sure. Especially love. A term thrown around. Used to make a point. Added for emphasis. Meant to show tolerance. Used to elevate social consciousness. Love. Definition of Christ. One who gave all, for all. John 6:38 For I have come down from heaven not to do my will but to do the will of him who sent me. Love personified at Christmas. Born in a manger. Humbled before men. Servant; yet King. Crucified. Glorified. We light these two candles; side by side. One. . . next to the other. Light. Dispelling ... View Post
30 Days of Thankfulness, Day #30 The Clean Up
The clean up. It's always hard for me. I can't seem to get the last dish put away or have it all completed. A life long struggle. Somehow the laundry is never truly finished. There's an extra sock, or a shirt that belongs to no one. I get distracted. The Clean up. No matter the year we usually transition right into Advent the day after Thanksgiving. This year Thanksgiving is so late Advent begins tomorrow. I am struggling to get rid of the piles and finish cooking down the turkey. I want to make soup and save the stock. But I can't find my big pot! The pot I just used to make ... View Post
30 Days of Thankfulness, Day #29 Those Name Tags
Those Name Tags. Every year. Every. single. year. They leave me undone. They make me laugh to see the cute art work by the kids. Lovingly those kids have made a name tag for every guest we've ever had. Those name tags humble me to the sheer number of people that have sat around this farmhouse table to break bread and give Thanks. They also make me weep at time gone by. At the changes that these years have brought. The name tag says, Handmade by Elijah and Clarissa. I've been cooking for two days. Pie crusts and stuffing. Turkey and gravy. Chex mix and coffee. The ... View Post
30 Days of Thanksgiving, Day #27 This Old Farmhouse
The list was long. I had mapped out how each task was to be accomplished. I have been doing this for 26 years! Cooking Thanksgiving dinner is fun, and I love it. I love flinging these farmhouse doors open wide. I love gathering around the farmhouse table with no room to spare. (and of course there's always room for one more! Always!) But it takes planning. Last week had been hard. I hadn't felt well and other circumstances put me quite far behind. Today was going to be my day to rise above and conquer the gap! With breakfast made and finished. I threw out my first request of my ... View Post
30 Days of Thankfulness, Day # 26 Just Before Dawn
These dark, early mornings are so holy. The just before dawn moments hang ever so gently. Squash is baking in the oven. Coffee; hot and steaming in my cup. I will head to the Ancient Word soon. These past few days have been so hard. Uncertainty looms. Unknowns are more than knowns. A direction not clear. We pray and ponder. We hold on to hope. Hope that God is working and moving in ways we just can not see. Hebrews 11:1 Now faith is confidence in what we hope for and assurance about what we do not see. We step forward and do the next thing. Longing to know, yet not ... View Post
