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Seek and You Shall Find Him

My mom's favorite time of year. She would transform her log cabin into the "Christmas House". Lights and magic happened there. Somehow she wove the magic and holiness of Christmas together in a beautiful package. A night when Heaven met earth; where a Jolly man dressed in red gave all he had. These two beliefs rooted deeply. Her presence lit up a room. Much like her grandson. Today. It's been 4 years since she drew her last breath. Surrounded by my dad and my sister in law, the Lord reached down to bring her to his side. An agonizing death. The clutches of cancer refusing to ... View Post

Here, I Linger

I shut off the lights. It's been a long day. Yet, I linger here. Here, where the heady scent of pine transports me to days gone by. I'm drowsy. The shadows play in my mind. Funny how night and sleepiness will do that. A mystical balance between wakefulness and slumber. I breathe in. Peace and joy. A time when I wondered if I would ever feel anything ever again. Here. I sit. In the quietness. This tree a symbol of life; in the same spot my son lay before we laid him in the ground. Death and life so closely intertwined. Yet life wins. Death has been conquered. I Corinthians ... View Post

Light Permeates Darkness, Hope Day #27 of Thankfulness

Light permeates darkness. Every time. The smallest spark, illuminates. It is the first Sunday in Advent.  That Season of Preparation; Waiting, for the Incarnate. Advent Wreaths will be lit today. A circle. Never ending. 4 Candles representing the 4 Sundays prior to Christmas; the 5th candle, the Christ Candle, lit on Christmas morning. Light. Permeating the darkness. Symbol for all. Hope. The candle lit today represents Hope. Hope for all Nations. Frankly, we need hope. Not hope in a new administration. Not hope in government or currency. Hope in Jesus Christ.  In ... View Post

Transistions Day #26 of Thankfulness

We transition so quickly from Thanksgiving to Christmas. The Day after Thanksgiving.   Kids are still home. Mom and Dad were usually here. We have help on the farm. (Doing anything on the weekend is so hard) A tradition was born. The college girl has worked the Black Friday shift for a few years. The rest of us scurry to take down Thanksgiving decorations while she is at work. Christmas music turned up loudly. Grazing leftovers. A delight. A warm memory that permeates even grief. The excitement and energy can transcends the ache. Thoughts of yester years flood my ... View Post

Day #25 of Thankfulness

I remember writing this post. The grief. The cold. I remember turning and catching the glimpse of the message in the leaves. I had almost missed it. Blinded by utter despair. Oh, that we do not despair. May we linger at the cross a little longer. Open our eyes wide to see. But may despair, never knock on our door. A repost from November 25, 2013 `````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````` I Almost Missed It. . . . .Day #25 of Thankfulness I almost missed it. I almost walked away without ... View Post

Day #19 of Thankfulness

Reaching to the archives this morning. When the grief was fresh and the season of gratitude upon us. When cancer reared it's ugly head. We stood on the only rock that matters. Strength and hope graced our every move. Such a firm foundation. Deep gratitude this morning for eyes to see how we were carried. May your day be rich and full today. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ WHEN THE WIND BLOWS AND THE HOUSE SHAKES. . . DAY #19 OF THANKFULNESS November 19, 2013 Some nights I think the wind will blow this old farmhouse right to the ... View Post