The dark of the day rises to meet me. The warmth of the previous days a tease. My son, my son, my soul cries out. I pass the accident site. Today. I slip. The images flash before me. Images I never saw. Images that played out while I slept. My darling red head. My first born son. Passed from this life while I slept. Oh, how I miss him. The deep, piercing ache creeps through my veins today. The wait for next tests for my farmer. I cling to the Ancient promises. The truth. This ... View Post
Rays of Sunshine
The sun streams through the one window not covered by blankets. My farmer is finishing up chores. The farm boy has come in to play guitar and unwind before he heads to school. How that boy is changing. He is shaking off the ways of this world; letting of of the anger and hurt. Reaching for the holy and true. Slowly the sharp edges are becoming smooth. A bit of grace on the farm. The milk checks grow thinner. The transition date seems miles away. The cold settles in. Much to lead to the path of ... View Post
In the Dark
The icy, wind creeps its way through the old windows. Floor to ceiling exposure to the the cold. We gather blankets from the nooks and crannies of this old farm house. Trying to keep warm. With each blanket we fight against the elements. A struggle to keep winter at bay. With each blanket comes the dark. Warmth comes at a price. I fight to not let that darkness permeate my soul. It is so close. Waiting Patiently. For me to fall. For me to surrender to the dark. To all the pain. To a ... View Post
How Will You Spend Lent?
Today is the beginning of Lent. Jesus' journey into the wilderness. A journey he took willingly. Alone. For forty days. The bible is quiet on what happened during that time. One is left pondering what the Savior endured. We know his sustenance did not come from food. He feasted on time with God. He knew what was coming. His time; short. Death drew near. Yet he purposed on. He went to the wilderness so he could feast on the Goodness that awaited. When Jesus stepped out from the wilderness. The enemy Satan was right there to greet him. He gave him no time or warning. He was ... View Post
The Hope In Good Friday
It is Good Friday. The day we remember. The life that was given. The day He gave all, so we may live. Ann Voskamp in her way says so much. Click on the link to read her words of hope. After a Crash and Burn Year Ann Voskamp Last year we were remembering a dear saint in the faith. One whose home going I still wrestle with. A man of such unwavering faith. So giving. Such an encouragement to us in our raw grief. Such a help to my hurting heart. It's been a year of digging ... View Post
Maundy Thursday
It's Maundy Thursday. A Holy Day. The last day that Jesus walked this earth. He knew his journey. He willingly went. The Cost of The Cross. Click on the link. My thoughts from last year are still echoed in my heart today, "The journey Jesus took to the cross is the defining piece of my faith. He came into Jerusalem Hailed as King and left Jerusalem via the cross.He took on the dirty and broken; so that we might live. He died to save a wretch like me; when He himself was sinless." ... View Post
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