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A place to find encouragement for the journey, color for nourishment, rainbows in the wilderness.

February 14, 2020

It’s 5 degrees and I’m squatting down in a stall filled with hay milking a goat. Something I never thought I’d have to do again.

Goats are my narrative. Still. I don’t want them to be but I can’t help it and the universe seems to be conspiring against me. If it wer...

February 10, 2020

I gave the goat a hot bath in my guest bathroom. What else could I do? I couldn’t leave her to die in the cold if I could help it.

She was new but already fluffy black when I’d found her, along with a small brown sister, standing inside a dog Igloo in a stall in the bar...

February 7, 2020

Today is gray and cold, the Kansas prairie slumbering in monochrome, as I make my way across the pasture. The air feels good in my lungs, the walk invigorating. I need to do this more often in winter, I tell myself as I head toward the tree line on the western side of...

January 25, 2020

“The secret to true joy is the triangle,” my friend Lisa said during one of our summer morning walks. “You have to think of your life as a balanced triangle, with God at the top. In one of the bottom corners is health, in the other is creativity.” You have to keep all...

January 18, 2020

Every day seems an exercise in the impossible. You’re not accomplishing what you should be. What everyone else seems to be. Wonder Women.

Other women ARE wonders! Online, you witness the possible for them. You see them in person too. Those able to successfully well dres...

December 27, 2019

I would trade in my birthday gifts, since I was then old enough to understand I didn't need them.

I would give up my 10th birthday to give Christmas to someone else. In lieu of gifts, I was to ask my friends to provide food and clothing to a family in need....

December 19, 2019

I was feeling guilty I wasn't saving the world at Christmas time.

With gift giving and eating in equal measure, my worship seemed paltry and any hymn singing had faded to inaudibility. There simply wasn't time for it.

I guess I wasn't saving Christmas either. The wa...

December 14, 2019

Christmas was wearing me out. I needed months to recover and then it was time to start thinking about repeating the whole process again. With eight kids and all sorts of people to buy or bake for, from each Sunday school teacher to the postman I never wanted to forget,...

December 5, 2019

"There are two types of people in the world," I used to tell my kids when they were younger. 


And takers. 

Which one are you?"

It may seem overly simplistic, what with all the personality tests and self discovery guides experts have come up with for understan...

November 22, 2019

Trusting God means putting yourself in situations where if he doesn't come through, you're really in trouble.

It means stepping out on weak and even fragile limbs knowing he'll support your weight and not not allow them to break, sending you plummeting to the ground.


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