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Why Do Things Feel So Weird?

It shouldn't feel weird. But it does. Easter isn't about anything but the cross.  It's about a journey taken for the salvation of our souls. It's about a gift so great, all of creation is affected. Yet, here I sit.  Thinking things feel weird. No church. No family gathering. Weird. How must it have felt that first Easter morning- When the sun peeked over the edge of the earth and the rays illuminated the land? The moment where you open your eyes and remember what has happened. The heaviness and ache. The first fluttering thought. The disciples and all the people had just ... View Post

The Deep Ache

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

A re-post on Community

I posted this 3-24-18. I'm missing these gatherings and sense of Community. Yet, there is something else happening. I hope we all notice and take note. We're being creative. There's a sense of slowness. Neighbors helping neighbors. A little more outward perspective is happening. I don't want to miss the lessons we need to learn in this time.  `````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````` March 24, 2018 Small town living.  Community.  A fun reminder today of the uniqueness of this place we call home. The ... View Post

Another Year Around the Sun

It's been another year around the Sun for my farmer. It's hard to believe. These years seem to be just sailing by. Yet this year has been hard. The Joy Thief began to set up camp and we didn't catch it early enough. He's dug in his heels and my farmer fights each day to trust and wrestle. He rises each day before dawn. He tends to animals and details of farm life before most of us have fluttered awake. He never complains. Equipment breaks, the cold wind howls, milk prices drop, milk production drops; yet he perseveres. Every day. He loves his family and works to be at functions ... View Post

Maybe God Thought America Needed A Reset?

Wow. It's all I can muster these days. Wow. I wonder how these days will go down in history? Will they be known as the days of selfishness and hoarding? Or will we be known for turning Panic to Peace? And Fear to Faith? Maybe America needed a reset? Will the news be filled with acts of kindness far beyond the scope of imagination? Or will we hear of greed and senseless acts of harm? As farmers, the day to day will continue. Animals need to be fed. Chores need to be done. A routine. A rhythm. A steady beat our oldest son seemed to thrive on. Our nation; our world is facing ... View Post

The Days Weigh Heavy

There's so much going on. The days weigh heavy. Decisions. Work. Finances. Never ending. And panic rises. I feel it. I stuff and stuff. Not wanting to feel. My immune system fights off a cold. I cough. I cry. My eye is red and swollen. There is nothing easy these days. The days weigh heavy. Milk production continues to fall while our monthly cost of feed increases. Each turn is blocked. Cost versus production is high and we're slipping. Day by day. Further behind. A train wreck inevitable. We're tired. We've been struggling for so long. My farmer is weary. Weary ... View Post