It's April first. I wake heavy with grief. It has no boundaries. Time limits. Warnings. I reflect on last years post. God is not finished. . . yet. We, each one of us, are valued. Created with a purpose. For a reason. Read on, and if your heart is weary; may you be encouraged. If your heart soars today; may you be an encouragement to others. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Repost from April 3, 2014 ```````````````````````````````````````````````` I don't ... View Post
Time Marches On
Her future. Before her. So exciting. Student accepted day. College. Questions. Trying to decide. Which school is the best. All this. When it's been 20 months. 20 months since he last drew a breath. 20 months since our world seemed right. And now she, my daughter, on the edge of the beginning. The emotions swirl. Torment, yet excitement. I can not forsake one because my heart longs for the other. The speed increases. My mind can not keep ... View Post
When You’re Behind Before the Day Begins (A re-post)
Between feeling behind and working hard to choose joy, I was reminded of this post from last year. I was filling a bag a day. Everything we do matters. Each activity is holy in and of itself. May your day rest in this glory of knowing your work is holy. ------------------------------------------------------------ March 18, 2014 When You're Behind Before the Day Begins The dishwasher hums because I forgot to start it last night. The washing machine whirls because for some reason it stopped full of water. Sometimes our water pressure isn't ... View Post
A Walk He Chose To Take
We celebrated his life. This man who was larger than life. Who bent his knee to the Creator to be changed. Who took my broken heart into his hands and gently poured in grace. He taught me to receive. His life; love in action. His sons talked of his faith. His love for words. And I know he loved coffee. He would show up at my door with his mug. I loved that. He was a kindred spirit. As I sat in the back of the church I reflected on how almost 9 months ago I sat in the front row remembering my son. Celebrating his ... View Post
A Journey Through The Darkness
The quiet settles in to the farm house. Each to his own space. The little girls tucked in snuggy. The older kids working on school work. The farmer soon to be in deep slumber. It has been a full day. Milking, chores, working on the pack barn. (4-17-13) Dealing with snow and mud. Visits to help heal broken hearts. Conversations about living for Christ. Advice from one close to depression. Visiting hours for the one who gave all. Ending with a band concert. The beat of the day. Pressing on. ... View Post
The Cost Of The Cross
Snow. In April. Poor man's fertilizer. The temperature has dropped 30 degrees. The water has traveled outside it's boundaries. Warm air has given way to a bitter wind. Reminding us that winter has not had it's final say. It is Holy Week. For some, this means nothing. For me. It is everything. 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. And as we ... View Post
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