Tag Archives: Love

Crunchy

Confession: I make my own granola.  You probably just mentally labeled me a “crunchy mom,” if you use the new lingo. With the advent of an entire department of the government dedicated to “making America healthy again,” we’ve developed a lot of terminology for our latest health trends and crazes.  I like making my ownContinue reading “Crunchy”

Into the Deep

Our pastor brought a thimble to church. I was sitting so far back that I could barely see it. He held it up between his thumb and forefinger and stood in front of the pulpit. “If what there is to be known about God is an ocean,” he said, “this represents how much we know.”Continue reading “Into the Deep”

Playing in Plum Creek

Years ago, an old farmer was attending our church. He saw my baby, and he asked me how I would have liked to give birth underground in a sod hut in winter. I shook my head. That sort of roughing it isn’t for me. It was hard enough to have a baby in winter withContinue reading “Playing in Plum Creek”

Power Outage

My phone buzzed with a notification from our church prayer text group: Pray that our electricity comes back on! One of our church families had lost power. When the windchills are -35, even a temporary power outage is a big deal.  I just happened to be reading the book of numbers, where Moses prays, “AndContinue reading “Power Outage”

Checking Boxes is Not Enough

I’m a box checker.  I love the feeling of checking to-dos off at the end of a busy day. It gives me a sense of accomplishment and fulfilment.  But, what if, for Valentine’s Day, I simplified my relationship with my husband down to a list of checked boxes? Wash his clothes? Check. Cook his supper.Continue reading “Checking Boxes is Not Enough”

Making a Difference

Federal agents swooped in and took my neighbor from his workplace. It was the middle of the day. He wasn’t expecting it. His girlfriend and children weren’t sure what to do or how to contact him.  He sat in prison for eight months before his federal trial. It seemed unjust, unconstitutional, unamerican.  But I wasContinue reading “Making a Difference”

20 Chickens and the Good Samaritan

I put an ad on Tradio looking for giveaway chickens or roosters, and I was inundated with calls.  The inflated price of chicks competed with the inflated price of eggs this Spring, so instead of buying chicks, I waited. Perhaps someone would have extra chickens in the Fall. They did. After our homeschool group onContinue reading “20 Chickens and the Good Samaritan”

The Old Cane Pole

My dad has a long cane pole hanging in his garage. When we visited for Christmas, I asked him to tell my sons about it. “Well, it was Papa’s,” he said, meaning his dad, “and he called it a Calcutta cane pole.” Dad went on to describe the way Papa held the pole, the wayContinue reading “The Old Cane Pole”