Repentance – Sarah Dixon Young

Disarmed

This article first appeared in the September 4, 2025 edition of the Devils Lake Journal. In 1798, President John Adams issued a proclamation that May 9th be “a day of solemn humiliation, fasting, and prayer” due to the danger the United States was facing. France threatened. Commerce halted. The fledgling nation had barely enough toContinue reading “Disarmed”

Solution for Disaster

Listen HERE When there are dirty dishes on the counter, it’s surprising how quickly my children remember what everyone else ate. Accusations fly faster than mashed potatoes from a spoon. Eventually, the guilty party stops throwing accusations and begins flinging excuses. It’s rare for someone to confess immediately, and even rarer for someone to voluntarilyContinue reading “Solution for Disaster”

Rusty Repentance

Listen HERE Snirt is an old plow truck. My husband bought it, and my children named it after the substance that results from the mixing of snow and dirt. Neither the truck nor the mixture is very pretty. Snirt is a 1984 Ford 350, and I don’t know what color it used to be, butContinue reading “Rusty Repentance”

Throwing Stones

I teach my kids that it is never okay to throw rocks at passing cars, but the other day, I picked up a rock to chunk at oncoming traffic. I live on a dirt road where there isn’t much coming or going, but as I was walking, a little white pickup truck barreled down theContinue reading “Throwing Stones”

Needy

Runty pigs are needy. Besides food and water, they need warmth, protection, and extra medical care. Two of our sows farrowed last week, and out of nineteen piglets, one was a runt. In a Charlotte’s Web scenario, I brought the little pig into the garage. It was unresponsive, with mud plugging its nose and mouth.Continue reading “Needy”

Dirt Under the Table

Whenever I sweep under my dining room table, I wonder, “How could this much dirt accumulate so quickly?” I actually took the time to ponder the answer today, and the answer is that our family sits there a lot. We eat there. We worship there. We learn there. We craft there. We cry and laughContinue reading “Dirt Under the Table”