Faith
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moreLord of The Rings
On Tuesday, December 04 th, 2007Sun splashes in, creamy buttermilk waking me. I stir, bare toes finding islands of cool under the sheets. I think of toes slipping out to the floor, into the day. And then I feel it. Tight, crushing. Relentlessly, today presses down. I remember. Mattress springs, sharp and hard, dig deep into my back. No, the day is not forecasted to hold any particular deadlin...
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moreGrateful Children: Thanksgiving Tree
On Tuesday, November 20 th, 2007Part Two: Father, we purpose to bend the knee each day and offer up hands of Thanksgiving. We count our blessings in our Thankful Journals; we nudge our souls: Forget not all His benefits. We do–forget, that is. And then You, (such grace), remind us (again). Before we think of putting up the tree, Father, perhaps we should put up this tree, a Thanksgivin...
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moreGrow Feet
On Wednesday, November 07 th, 2007I believe in Jehovah God who created the whirling galaxies, the birds soaring in the sky overhead, the endless crashing waves and all that dances within them. I believe in Father of all who knits together life, made in His very own image, in the secret quiet of our beings. I believe in Jesus Christ, the One with no earthly Father, with the dust of this earth b...
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moreKeep Faith and Wait Quietly
On Friday, September 07 th, 2007Elisabeth Elliot on faithfully doing our work and waiting on God…. “Growth is always imperceptible. But the farmer exercises long patience in waiting for his crop. He has done his work… hence he waits quietly. If we could simply remember that this is true of everything–that God’s purposes are slowly being work...
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moreHarvest Days
On Thursday, September 06 th, 2007These are harvest days. Beans roll golden. Wagons fill. Children ride with uncles, Grandpa, Dad, and Mama brings meals. We are a family, grateful and blessed to be. I worked these fields in the spring, with hopes, expectations. We laid seeds into this bed of earth. We tended Mom V.’s bedside. Tender shoots leafed, plants flowered, the promise of pods a...
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moreWindy Day Cling
On Friday, August 31 st, 2007In the early morning light, I step out onto the old stones of the back step. The autumn air blows cool, fresh, from the northwest, tugging at the hem of my skirt, wanting me to come too. Not today. I have laundry to hang today, warm bread dough to tuck into loaf cradles, floors to scrub while bread babies rise under dishtowel blankets. Old wooden pins betwe...
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moreElated Incongruity
On Tuesday, August 28 th, 2007Randy Alcorn: “Jesus says, “Blessed are you who hunger now, for you will be satisfied. Blessed are you who weep now, for you will laugh” (Luke 6:21). You will laugh. Where will we be satisfied? In Heaven. Where will we laugh? In Heaven. Can we be certain of that? Yes, because Jesus, just two verses later, tells us precisely where this promise will be fulfilled...
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moreAlways
On Monday, June 25 th, 2007They say that on still summer nights in these parts, if you lay in bed just so, ear cocked and listening, you can hear the soybeans growing out in the milky moonlight. Under the stars, seas of green surge around island farmhouses, waves rolling across this countryside, growing, stretching, reaching. The other night as I lay there, an expanse of window my celestial headboard, I ...
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moreTelling
On Wednesday, June 06 th, 2007“Maybe nothing is more important than that we keep track, you and I, of these stories of who we are and where we have come from and the people we have met along the way because it is precisely through these stories in all their particularity, as I have long believed and often said, that God makes himself known to each of us most powerfully and personally...
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moreMessengers
On Friday, May 18 th, 2007My mother-in-law did not eat today. Perhaps when you are close to that finish line, you hunger only for heaven. Soon she’ll be invited in to feast at His banqueting table–the grand celebration of her arrival Home. These are laboring days, long hours working towards deliverance from the womb of this world into our real life, the life everlasting. Jes...
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moreSabbath Rest
On Monday, May 07 th, 2007We did not work in the fields yesterday, though the sun shone bright and the earth warmed, ready. We rested in Him. And let the seeds lie still. Sietze Buning’s poem, “Obedience” : Were my parents right or wrongnot to mow the ripe oats that Sunday morningwith the rainstorm threatening? I reminded them that the Sabbath was made for manand of the ox f...
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morePlans
On Friday, April 13 th, 2007We know not what tomorrow holds. But we know Who holds it. And all that enters our days are filtered through Your fingers of love. Father, I am thinking of and a praying for Especially Heather, one of the administrators of the Homeschool Blog Awards… joining a chorus of so many prayers. Heather found out that this week that she has a brain tumor that the ...
