My farmer walks stronger these days. Healing so apparent. Mischievous, blue eyes have their twinkle. Good news this week about clear scans and the port removal. And I am reminded again of the deep love of Christ. The love He intended within the confines of marriage; the joy of sex over the years in a healthy marriage. With the release of the movie, "Fifty Shades of Grey" my stomach turns at the perversity. Here are my thoughts on love from last year. May God always be your first love. And may you find someone that helps to cultivate that relationship. My Youth Pastor spoke ... View Post
Lessons Learned While Baking Bread
What do you do when the temperatures plummet? When there are no eggs or cereal for breakfast. When the Oatmeal won't feed 6? When the dollar you need to stretch can't go any further? When the great niece is there at 6 a.m? You pull those farm memories to life. You close your eyes and think of warm bread baking. You remember the strong arms of your mother in law. The sweet grace baked into each bite. And the healing art of kneading bread. Moment by moment working the yeast through. Lessons learned while baking bread. So I ... View Post
You Know That Quiet Hush, Right After A Snow Fall? Yes, Me Too
The snow has fallen. The world transformed. The dirt and brown covered. A hush hovers. Expectancy. The quiet after a snowfall, A gift. I barely dare to take a breath. The wonderland; so beautiful. I close my eyes. I rest in this moment. I pause in the presence of a holy God. In awe of His creation. Such beauty. Each day I wrestle with what life should look like. What is my role? I think many of us do. What is my purpose? So much has changed. I will never be the ... View Post
Do You Know Where To Go To Find Joy?
Death, Cancer. They have knocked on the door. They even moved in and resided. No rent paid. Demanding; always asking for more. The heaviness of loss always present. Always before you. Reminders in every corner; at every turn. A history. Part of you- Gone. Yet, deep inside there is a joy. A joy that can never be taken. It is seen in the faces of many who have experienced much more heartache than we could ever imagine. It is in the faces of those that call Haiti their ... View Post
The Importance Of Naming; remembering 9/11
She's been playing the cello for 3 years. She practices willingly. . . sometimes. This summer she didn't want to play. She said she was done with the cello. But she has music in her soul. She fought the entire process. I knew in my mommy's heart she will long to play someday. So we begin the fall lessons. She doesn't want to go. She is angry. We talk through trusting me on this one. That sometimes mommy's know things. She agree's to trust. This little 9 year old. Stepping in faith. A ... View Post
It’s Just A Couch
It's just a couch. Stained with memories. Babies. Toddlers. Knowledge imparted through endless books. Resting, while heavy with child. It's just a couch. Love poured out. Knees bowed in prayer over young ones; pleading over their souls. Years and years of devotions while the farm house slept. Late night discussions debating all that life may present. It's just a couch. Where 7 or 8 gathered for family night to watch a movie. It was never too small. There was always room for ... View Post
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