She's 17 now too. The next to the youngest. It's taken me so long to write this post. A month actually. The words would get caught, and not flow. The reality so harsh. She's 17 now. The next to the youngest. That beautiful dancer girl. My Christmas Angel. She's 17. The same age her brother was when Jesus called him home. It's an interesting thing to live longer than your older brother. Especially when 17 is the goal. And with the age comes all the same end of High School activites and events we had just lived through with her brother. And I marvel at how time has ... View Post
She Did A Thing
She did a thing. All by herself. Though, strangely enough, she asked me to be with her. A big decision. A big purchase. What a joy it's been watching her as she has wrestled: How do I make Godly choices? How do I be responsible and make an educated purchase? What do I really need? And this process can be agonizing and produce desires to eat chocolate and other unhealthy things. How new of a car does one really need? Do I really need a new car now? Can I get through the winter? I'll just get through the winter. Decision making is crippling! These discussions rage on (and ... View Post
She’s Still So Missed
It was the week before Christmas. The presents were wrapped. Plans were made. Life was in full swing. There was a High School concert to attend. Kids to dress, dinner to eat. I still remember; I had made chicken and biscuits. I had teens that I mentored over. My great niece was playing with the kids. I needed to return the teens to their home. It was time to get ready for the concert. I couldn't reach my Mother in law to retrieve the bundle of energy, I called my great niece. I had too many kids to fit in the van. My farmer came down to take the youngest farm boy with him. I ... 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
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