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The Beauty of Being Seen (Psalm 11)
I stood at the kitchen sink, hands working in suds when I glance out the window. There, just beyond the glass, was a mother deer grazing grass while her fawn nursed. They are no strangers here. I often see a small group in the early mornings, when the sun is just barely peeking over the…
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Are You Listening?: A Kitten’s Cries for Rescue (Psalm 10)
It’s the classic story of a kitten stuck in a tree. Our 10 week old kittens are big enough to roam a bit outside to explore the land until they want relief from the July heat. They meow at the door until I let them inside where they can sprawl their warm bodies across the…
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Psalm 9: Maybe Life is Good
Sometimes the gravity of a big life change hits us at unexpected times. The reality of the detour catches up with us, and we’re left wondering if we’ll ever catch up with the life we wish to create for ourselves. It’s been over 500 days since we moved. I thought by now I’d be filling…
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Psalm 6: Hallelujah For Every Broken Heart
It was Friday at dusk when I went out to feed our 30-year-old horse, Amos. He was waiting a short distance away from his trough as I walked to the barn to get his food. He knows the routine. All the other animals were getting settled in before the sun had completely set. The fields…
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Psalm 4: My Worth Is Not In What I Own
There are many who say, “Who will show us some good? Lift up the light of your face upon us, O LORD!”; You have put more joy in my heart than they have when their grain and wine abound. Psalm 4:6-7 Adjusting to a single income lifestyle is ongoing. It’s not just a financial adjustment,…
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Psalm 1: Bind My Wandering Heart to Thee
I could feel the RV shifting as the strong winds whipped around it. I look out the window on one side and see one of my empty Bonnie Plant cups rolling around in the garden. I look out the other side where my foldable rocking chair was knocked over to its side. Whatever didn’t have…
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Springtime: Fighting the Weeds
Raised beds and I are match made in heaven. I’ve been building them because I absolutely hate weeding. To go through the slow process of picking out weeds throughout the garden only for more to come through a couple of days is too frustrating for me to keep up with. God cursed us with a…
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Surrounded
Buzzards are the bane of my existence. They have come to symbolize one thing: death. I was running errands yesterday when I got a call from our wonderful neighbor/family (we’re all family around here, and I don’t mean that figuratively) letting me know that buzzards were surrounding one of our cows and her newborn calf.…
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If Our God is for Us, Then Who Could Ever Stop Us?
We’ve all heard the voice of failure. It’s the voice that tells us we don’t measure up and probably never will. No matter how much we hustle to be great at what we do, it never seems to be enough. There are many areas of my life where the voice of failure has taken up…
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Great is Thy Faithfulness
Anything can go wrong during a frost where that kind of weather is rare. The waterlines are frozen, the water troughs are iced over, the tractor is cold and doesn’t start up well, and the cattle have ice on their backs. It’s an uncomfortable feeling because some of these cows still haven’t fully recovered from…
Eyes Upon Jesus 