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  • How to Have What all Our Breaking Hearts Want Most this Father’s Day

    On Friday, June 13 th, 2014

    I sat with a man once – who told me about falling in love with a woman who was most alluring not in satin but in sweats, her hair undone and falling, laughing about something long ago, her head thrown back and her neck arching bare and lovely. That he couldn’t take his eyes off her when she was like that, vulnerable and unmasked, and maybe that’s what beauty is, the b...

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  • When Your Life Feels Messy …. the Real Truth About Your Dirt

    On Monday, May 19 th, 2014

    When he walks through the kitchen with his hair showered clean but his face looking like that, I just have to laugh. “What?” he says. “Really, I showered, Mom, I did.” Levi stands indignant, hands on hip, and I nod half serious. “You showered?” “Yes, Mom! It’s only my clothes that are dirty.” He’s been picking stones ...

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  • When You’re Desperate for More Than Barely Surviving Your Life

    On Monday, January 20 th, 2014

    On Saturday night when the snow falls large, like feathers from heaven’s tick, I kneel in the muck of the barn and milk a sow. Rub her udder, warm and swollen right heavy round, nudge at the vessel fullness of her, and wait for her drip. Wait for the sticky whiteness of her dripping sweet, the snow piling without a sound on the roof. When I’m bent over her udder wi...

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  • Ending the Stealing of Thanksgiving: A Parable

    On Monday, November 25 th, 2013

    So there once was this Farmer. Yeah, he could have been an electrician, a mechanic, a vet — and a story like this could have easily been about a salesman, a mother, a nurse, a teacher, a trucker because we’re all kin with stories that are kind of the same and we’re all the same kind of different. So, yeah, there once was this Farmer — and the guy knew dirt. He had dirt....

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  • 3 Ways of Finding Fulfillment– No Matter What You’re Facing

    On Wednesday, October 30 th, 2013

    So maybe the way to still be left standing at the end of the day, when you get to the end of everything, is to never stop breaking free from the fences of noise, to love the expanses of solitude that you carry on the inside, because the truth of it is that stillness with God is always a matter of focus not of circumstances.     That is all there is: Stayi...

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  • When You’re Missing being Loved

    On Monday, October 07 th, 2013

    ‘Each wheat head is full this year —- large. Like that year when you were in France.” He pulls out a long, slender stalk — shows me the wheat kernels filled out right to the end. France? The wheat, out past the barn and to the north, it sways in mid-summer’s wind. Heads bowed, the fields sing like a hymn. We’ll roll in the combine today, let the streams of wheat...

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  • The Horse Principle: 1 Truth that Will Get You Through the Hard Days Again & Again

    On Monday, August 19 th, 2013

    When that window shattered into 7 billion pieces, a sliver stuck my heart and maybe a sliver is all we ever have? It wasn’t so much that our farm boy had turned the tractor too sharp. It wasn’t that he’d backed the tractor into the auger of the wagon hitched behind him. It wasn’t even so much that the steel auger had slammed into the full window of the tractor — e...

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  • When You Sort of Feel Like You’re Drowning

    On Thursday, May 23 rd, 2013

    It came after a week of rain. After she driven home through the rain, watched the rain come across fields. It’d ponded between rows. It had sheeted and ponded and thrummed the hood of the pick-up like the drumming of everything thrown at her, everything coming down that never stopped, and all the fields along the 4th line, they had flooded. There were soggy towels on ...

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  • How to Live Through the Really Hard Storms

    On Monday, May 20 th, 2013

    {because my heart is with all the folks living through all kinds of bad storms this spring…} ‘If God really works in everything — then why don’t we thank Him for everything?” She asks me this straight out. My daughter, Hope, and I, we sit in the truck on the field’s hem, waiting to give the Farmer his lunch. The Farmer’s planting bean seeds into ea...

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  • Simply 3 Words For Every Day

    On Wednesday, May 15 th, 2013

    He’d set the alarm for 1 AM on a Monday morning because sometimes a man has to do what he has to do. He’d slept the rest of a Farmer on the Lord’s Day. Then hauled to the fields in the pitch dark just as soon as Monday feebly birthed. Before that sun finally dragged up, he had a whole field worked up and half a ton of dirt ground into his jeans. By sun down...

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  • Because When it’s a Bummer, it might be Perfect

    On Tuesday, March 05 th, 2013

    Wept with this woman. Prayed with this woman. Laughed loud with this woman. Serving alongside Sheila Walsh with Women of Faith, I’ve been changed by the heart of this woman for Jesus. Couldn’t love her more. While I’ll be sharing  Letters to the Wounded {#1} later this week, today, Sheila Walsh  slips into this quiet corner with words for all the wounded...

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  • God Made a Mother and You — So Farmer On!

    On Monday, February 04 th, 2013

    I sat beside a girl in Mr. Seuter’s grade nine math class who said she was getting out of here. She was getting out of this no name little farming town and she was getting out of this hick place with its hick boys and she was getting free of everything her daddy ever was. I knew her daddy. He was known for planting rows of corn as straight as a fence line and working h...

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