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Walk On

2010-04-02T23:29:00.003-04:00

Sometimes one must walk away from a life.
Sometimes one must start again.
Sometimes it's just not enough to try.

Where you're walking matters.
The direction counts.

Sitting isn't an option
with our commission.
We are sent ones,
seated in the heavenlies,
but not seated here on earth.

Here, we are to go,
or help others to go, or
teach young ones they can go.

Sometimes you must leave a lot behind
to go.
Sometimes you must leave a life behind
so others may see they can go too.

The Promise of Green Things

2010-03-15T11:53:00.005-04:00

Spring is just beginning to arrive here, and with it lots of mud. Our road is rutted and it's just hard to keep from sinking down. The promise of green things is whispering, but still eludes. It almost seems we could long the green into being, but ah, He is the only bringer of green, of life. He brought the winter and only he can give us the longings of our hearts. Many of us would never ask for winter, yet it is a part of His perfect plan. Many of us would never ask for certain seasons of life, those of trial, of grief, of pain, yet they too are woven by him into the tapestry of his perfect will. And yet there is always the promise of spring, the promise of life after death, the promise of joy after mourning. I will be satisfied to look ahead to that time...of life, joy and spring. I may see a glimpse of it here, but I should not count on that. He will make all things new, but that will wait, that is heaven. My hope of heaven, of life is in Him.

The Bride

2009-12-01T08:43:00.004-05:00

O let Christ's bride live on him, and take all from him! As a poor woman married to a rich man, she lives upon his riches. Many are ready to say, that if Christ would call us his bride, we would live on ourselves; we would pray, repent, believe, &c.; but the bride of Christ must get all these things in him, and take all from him, and live wholly on him, and freely on him. When Joseph's brethren did not know him, they were buying and selling with him, they would have nothing from him without money; but when they knew that he was a brother, for all the offences that they had done him, they were content to come down every man of them, and take all from him for nothing; this is the way you must do with Christ, when matched to him; we must not, with the legalist, have repentance and duties of our own, we must take all from him, who is the repository of all divine fulness, whereof the believer's part is, out of that fulness to receive grace for grace.

From the sermon:
The Best Match; Or, the Incomparable Marriage Between the Creator and the Creature
by Ralph Erskine

Camping @ Kettle Creek

2009-08-31T08:11:00.004-04:00

Left home/Home on Wednesday, much later than we had hoped (as usual when we're going away.) Fortunately we still had daylight when we arrived at the campground, and we were able to pick the "perfect" site. It is shaded with Hemlock, Pine and River Birch (which I only know because my lovely daughter is forestry expert.) Shade and a level spot are the two main criterion for choosing our spot. However on this trip the trees are more of a rain umbrella than a beach umbrella in function. We've had a fair amount of rain. The park is remote, heavily forested and beautiful. Our campsite is right on Kettle Creek, which is a large creek, nigh to river. It's not trout season now, so fishing isn't at it's prime, but you can cast your rod right from the site and Barry has. He's fiddling with his rod & lures now. We've settled into camping mode now that we have some semblance of order in our site, the initial "grouchies" which we all were exhibiting initially, have flown, and peace has covered our little home away from home. Yesterday we had some intermitant rain, but also saw enough sun to make some wonderful memories. We explored the lay of the park by car, visited the dam, lake, and park office. We had the camper's breakfast with "real" bacon and eggs; mom only gets real bacon on rare occasion, and forces the healthier turkey stuff on the family most of the time. We went for ice to the "Dam Store," yes that's really its name. The sign reads, "the best dam store around." Sara and I went to the lake beach in the afternoon while dad fished below the dam for a while. There was one other family at the beach, but they also were chased away by a brief cloudburst. It was followed by lovely sunshine and we lingered. We had the thrill of sighting a pair of Bald Eagles and we watched them soar and roost for probably over an hour, it was a special gift from our Father. We also saw some interesting water birds, brown in color with spear-like beaks. They were diving birds and we watched them bob and dive, and dive again. They looked like the Anhingas which we had seen in South Carolina last year, but these were smaller. We don't have our field guide so we'll have to look them up when we get home. Dinner was forced under cover of our awning by the rain last night. We finished up the day with a double feature of The Waltons, which was new to the kids and they enjoyed it. It's lunchtime now and we've lounged around the site all morning, due to the rain which continues to shower. We had a Great Blue Heron visit our site this morning, passing by on a 'fish-walk.' Barry's still been able to fish a bit in the rain. Barry and Sara just ran down the road as bears have been reported to be visiting the campground, and of course they need a better view. I like the view from here thank you very much. When they return, we're heading to the "big" town of Renova, for gas and supplies. Dutch oven dinner tonight, with chicken and zuchini. If the weather clears maybe a hike. Our Father is good and the though we'd prefer a vacation with sunshine, being together as a family and making a few memories is more than enough to be grateful for...and we are.

To Love Christ

2009-07-17T10:11:00.005-04:00

Photo, by Sara Beatty

Jonathan Edwards, The personal narrative of Jonathan Edwards, 1740

As I rode out into the woods for my health, in 1737, having alight from my horse in a retired place, as my manner commonly has been, to walk for divine contemplation and prayer, I had a view that was for me extraordinary, of the glory of the Son of God, as Mediator between God and man, and His wonderful, great, full, pure and sweet grace and love, and meek and gentle condescension. This grace that appeared so calm and sweet, appeared also above the heavens. The Person of Christ appear ineffably excellent with an excellency great enough to swallow up all thoughts and conceptions, which continued, as near as I can judge, about an hour; such as to keep me a greater part of the time in a flood of tears, and weeping aloud. I felt an ardency of soul to be, what I know not otherwise how to express, emptied and annihilated; to lie in the dust, and to be full of Christ alone; to love Him with a holy and pure love; to trust in Him; to live upon Him; to serve Him and to be perfectly sanctified and made pure, with a divine and heavenly purity.
(taken from Martin Lloyd-Jones, Joy Unspeakable)

Why are you here?

2009-07-02T22:16:00.005-04:00

I don't know who you are...you who are stopping by today, stranger, friend, family. You are here for a reason, and so I'll tell you the story of why I'm here. Not here on this blog, but here on this planet. My story is uncomplicated, unsophisticated, and nothing to draw attention to a life of spectacular merit. I grew up in a family where I was loved, taught to be a person of character, although I was often without character (especially to my siblings) and sometimes I was just a character. I was a flower child, wandering meadows, and gazing at stars, talking to animals, sketching the world and writing it's poetry. But always since I was young wondering where HE was? I thought maybe He lived in the Church with the big stained glass windows and robed men, or maybe in the sky or the forest. Already I hid scars from wandering the rocky road, as childhood faded. The teenage years lead to looking "in all the wrong places," as the song goes, looking for peace, for relief, for acceptance, for love.... but I wasn't really looking for Him. I thought I would find happiness if I looked in the right place. I thought a true love may save me from the pain of this world, but chasing that dream only lead to more pain, more longing. I didn't find love, but I found out what others want to steal. The small scars of childhood were not healing, but growing. So I tried to drown them, cover them, not feel them, and maybe, I thought (in my warped thinking) here I would find the answer. The flower child was no longer innocent, the flower was wilted. But...down into the darkness He was speaking, whispering of who He was. I wanted to hear him... to find him, but I also wanted to choose my own road and so I disregarded Him. He was not thwarted, He sent people, His special people to tell me. They were peculiar, they were magnetic. I was drawn. He broadcasted, He published, He even sang to ME. He called to me in so many ways and finally this broken child surrendered. I didn't know the right way, there was no-one to teach me how to come, He taught me. He spoke to me as I fumbled to read my bible, "if you confess with your mouth that Jesus is Lord and believe in your heart that God raised him from the dead, you will be saved." Rom 10:9 And so, I did. I called a friend and confessed with my mouth and I'm sure she thought me mad. I confessed to my parents and they declared it must be another phase, like my brief one as a vegetarian (wow, I love a good steak.) My innocence was restored, He made me new. He sent kind brothers, and sisters to teach me, to care for me. Now a babe again, I learned and grew. But, I was still on a rocky road, and so young. I didn't stay straight on the path He laid for me, I wandered, but His voice was always calling. I was oppressed with a heavy weight of guilt as I wandered away from the One true love I'd known. As I grew into adulthood He showed me my childishness, the foolishness of disregarding eternity, and I opened the door for Him again. When he apprehended my whole heart, HE kept it. It was always His, he knew I would come, because I was chosen, I was sealed. I belong to Him. Now life is still traveled down a rocky road and the ups and downs, twists and turns have included seasons of joy... as well as seasons of my unfaithfulness, but NEVER his. His faithfulness endures forever. And so I am in Him now 30 years later, and He is in me. And that is why I'm here (on this planet): to show, to display who He is... for you. Oh no, the representation is not complete, it's still a work in progress, but he has sustained me these many years to tell you: He came to rescue sinners, he came to rescue me...and you. "If you confess with your mouth that Jesus is Lord and believe in your heart that God raised him from the dead, you will be saved." Rom 10:9

To God be the Glory Forever and Ever, amen.

(a flower child once again)

Redi Says Hello

2009-06-30T00:11:00.005-04:00

This is my horse Redi. He's just stopped by the front door to say hello, he's a friendly chap. Yes, we have horses in our front yard. This is one of the ways our family/life is unique. Some folks have dogs at their front door. We have horses. My husband, has been clearing land for the past three years here on our homestead. We have a paddock with no grass, a pasture which was recently re-seeded but is not quite ready for the horses, and one large area (future pasture) that still needs to be tilled and planted. So the pickin's were slim for the horses this spring. My husband noticed all the wonderful grass growing in our lawn and surrounding area, so it has now become a house within a pasture and if you come to visit us, you may also have a close encounter with a horse. The horses are thrilled with all their new munchies! Oh, and by the way if you come up the drive and get to a fence, don't let this surprise you. The good news is it's not electrified, feel free to let yourself in without fear of shock, or you can just give a toot on your horn and we'll let you in. We want you to feel welcome, so we don't turn on the fence, hospitable huh?

The Prodigal Kitty

2009-06-27T21:20:00.005-04:00

Tigger gets a welcome home from big bro, Scout

Tigger is home, Praise the Lord, my kitty is home! Well, this news I herald may seem insignificant compared to God's wonderful prodigal story. But our humble kitty prodigal has helped the truth of God's prodigal story sink down to a new depth in my heart, as after all... it's my story too. Tigger is a shy boy, he is quick to flee when feet tread too near or fast. He is not trusting of strangers or even family members at times...but, we have "a thing," he and I. He trusts me. I 'cat-whisper' to him, and he believes it's OK. He likes to be held in a particular way with his feet draped over my shoulder, and then a scratch on the chin. He has a sweet way of switching his tail, a way that is unique to him alone. He is known, his fears are known, his ways are known. Why would I be drawn to a fearful little beast? I just love him. Why would the Father be drawn to me? A fearful little beast. God just loves me. I can't explain what drew me to love a cat that likes to run and hide. God's love for me seems so mysterious too. Why choose me? The only possible response is gratefulness.

Tigger has not been a wanderer, because he is so very fearful, he has stayed close to home. But one day recently Tigger wandered, and did not return. Days went by, and then a week, and my fearful thoughts were "he's so timid, he'd never roam, he must be dead." Lots of prayers, by me and for me went up to the Father. Tears followed... for now concern was turning to grief. If you've not loved a cat you won't understand. Don't try, but I do love the kitty. We have other cats and though I love them too, but this one was special, this fearful one needed someone to love him, and I was his someone. Now, our other kitties reminded me of him and that he was gone, and sadness would wash over my heart.

Now God, my Father, had a special one too, a fearful and wicked child whom he loved, but who wandered away and disregarded the love he had offered. He knew the wicked child and whispered to the child of his love, but the child still walked away. I am the child and I left my Father, he offered his love and I rejected it and thought I could find my own way. My way left me in peril wandering in a world that cared nothing for me. The only one who truly loved me, I rejected. And the Father grieved, as I wandered. But there was someone praying, ever interceding on my behalf, someone who also died for me, to bring me home.

One morning a few days back, my husband slipped in early while I slept and with joy presented the kitty, who had come home. I scooped him up and squeezed him, and then my husband whisked him away for his "fatted-calf," of kitty chow. One reason this story affects me so, is because of this kitty's response to his homecoming. Now, we have other cats, including one that will wander for days, and return as though nothing has changed. Tigger's homecoming was different. He was starved of course, he had never been a "hunter." His little kitty spine was now protruding through, as I stroked his back. Tigger was a needy cat the day he returned. If cats can hug, that cat hugged me most of the day (I think the pic above verifies, they can.) He wanted to be held, or would lay on my lap all day long. If I would leave the room, he would follow. When he slept, he would awaken, meow, look for me and once he saw me he would settle back to sleep again, reassured that I was still there. He was a grateful kitty. Just as the prodigal son realized his folly and ran home to his Father's welcoming arms, so my Tigger had come home to me, and rested in the safety of my arms.

I've reflected this week on the grief I had caused my Heavenly Father before I accepted His love. I've realized that if I, a human, with pitifully weak reflections of love, could feel such love and loss for a cat. Oh, what had I done to my Father? And how, even now, I must grieve Him when I forget to draw near and receive the love He is just waiting to shower upon His beloved child, love He is waiting to shower upon fearful, sinful...me. How great the love of my Father, that he receives me back with no accusing, "Where were you?" or "What have you done?" Just a Father's welcoming embrace and nearness. I am looking more closely to Him now. I want to feel the embrace of the one who loves me, I am safe in these arms.

Luke 15:17 “But when he came to himself, he said, ‘How many of my father's hired servants have more than enough bread, but I perish here with hunger! 18 I will arise and go to my father, and I will say to him, “Father, I have sinned against heaven and before you. 19 I am no longer worthy to be called your son. Treat me as one of your hired servants.”’ 20 And he arose and came to his father. But while he was still a long way off, his father saw him and felt compassion, and ran and embraced him and kissed him. 21 And the son said to him, ‘Father, I have sinned against heaven and before you. I am no longer worthy to be called your son.’ 22 But the father said to his servants, ‘Bring quickly the best robe, and put it on him, and put a ring on his hand, and shoes on his feet. 23 And bring the fattened calf and kill it, and let us eat and celebrate. 24 For this my son was dead, and is alive again; he was lost, and is found.’ And they began to celebrate.

One Anothering

2009-06-12T21:39:00.004-04:00

Love one another with brotherly affection Rom 12:10
Outdo one another in showing honor Rom 12:10
Live in harmony with one another Rom 12:16
Do not pass judgment on one another Rom 14:13
Live in such harmony with one another Rom 15:5
Welcome one another as Christ has welcomed you Rom 15:7
You are...Able to instruct one another Rom 15:14
Greet one another with a holy kiss Rom 16:16, 1 Cor 16:20, 2 Cor 2:13
When you come together to eat, wait for one another 1Cor 11:33
Have the same care for one another 1 Cor 12:25
Aim for restoration, comfort one another 2Cor 13:11
Agree with one another 2Cor 13:11
Through love serve one another Gal 5:13
NOT...provoking one another, envying one another Gal 5:26
Bear one another's burdens Gal 6:2
Bearing with one another in love Eph 4:2
Be kind to one another Eph 4:32
Forgiving one another Eph 4:32
Adressing one another with psalms, hymns and spiritual songs Eph 5:19
Submitting to one another out of reverence for Christ Eph 5:21
Do not lie to one another Col 3:9
Bearing with one another Col 3:13
Teaching and admonishing one another Col 3:16
Abound in love for one another 1Thes 3:12
Taught by God to love one another 1Thes 4:9
Encourage one another 1Thes 5:11
Always seek to do good to one another 1Thes 5:15
The love of every one of you for one another is increasing 2Thes 1:3
Exhort one another every day Heb 3:13
Stir up one another to love and good works Heb 10:24
Do NOT speak evil against one another James 4:11
Confess your sins to one another James 5:16
Pray for one another James 5:16
Love one another earnestly 1Peter 1:22
Keep loving one another earnestly 1 Peter 4:8
Show hospitality to one another without grumbling 1Peter 4:9
As each has received a gift, use it to serve one another 1 Pet 4:10
Clothe yourselves...with humility toward one another 1 Pet 5:5
Greet one another with the kiss of love 1 Peter 5:14
We have fellowship with one another 1 John 1:7
We should love one another 1 John 3:11
Love one another 1 John 3:23, 2 John 2:5
Beloved, let us love one another 1 John 4:7
We ought to love one another 1 John 4:11
If we love one another, God abides in us 1 John 4:12

The Mystery, in me and out of me.

2009-05-21T09:52:00.008-04:00

Christ in me, I in Christ. Both are truths for those who have called upon his name, laid down their lives, to take on His.

"....this mystery, which is Christ in you, the hope of glory." Col 1:27

"....And because of him you are in Christ Jesus, who became to us wisdom from God, righteousness and sanctification and redemption, 31 so that, as it is written, “Let the one who boasts, boast in the Lord.” ICor 1:30

It is indeed a mystery, the depths of which will be explored for the remaining days He gives this one. I have been "in Christ" for 30 years now, and yet I am but a babe in knowing and understanding even a bit of what it means to be in Christ and that He is in me. Thinking on it lately is changing my heart, awakening my spirit ...which has been lazy. I want to welcome the Holy Spirit to move in my life. I love the Word... it's riches are truly what is awakening my spirit, as "faith comes from hearing, and hearing through the word of Christ." (Rom 10:17)

"Did you receive the Spirit by works of the law or by hearing with faith? 3 Are you so foolish? Having begun by the Spirit, are you now being perfected by the flesh? " Gal. 3:2

I fear that I have been for too long a foolish Galatian, and that my journey has been in far too great a measure by the flesh and not by the Spirit. This is sin and requires a turning and I am grateful that the Lord has been merciful to show it as it is. When He is in, then He should also be out: displayed in my life in service for His Glory. As I hear His Word and walk this road, allowing His Spirit to have His way, I will be made into His image for His Glory. Christ in me the hope of Glory.

Ephesians 5:15-23

2009-04-06T00:47:00.004-04:00

Ephesians 5:15+
....Because I have heard of your faith in the Lord Jesus and your love toward all the saints, 16 I do not cease to give thanks for you, remembering you in my prayers, 17 that the God of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of glory, may give you a spirit of wisdom and of revelation in the knowledge of him, 18 having the eyes of your hearts enlightened, that you may know what is the hope to which he has called you, what are the riches of his glorious inheritance in the saints, 19 and what is the immeasurable greatness of his power toward us who believe, according to the working of his great might 20 that he worked in Christ when he raised him from the dead and seated him at his right hand in the heavenly places, 21 far above all rule and authority and power and dominion, and above every name that is named, not only in this age but also in the one to come. 22 And he put all things under his feet and gave him as head over all things to the church, 23 which is his body, the fullness of him who fills all in all.

The Fisher

2009-03-18T00:04:00.005-04:00

Amazing how a very ugly, furry carcass will draw menfolk from far and wide. Tonight there was some strange sort of man-party on my porch as they gathered to see...THE FISHER. The story begins as my hubby finds this dead carcass along the roadside and does what every he-man would do, he picks it up and brings it home (in my pink storage container.) I feel the pull of the homeschool moment coming on, a teaching occasion, we can learn about the Fisher. I'm not quite jumping for joy at his arrival, but the whirr of excitement begins...Calls to knowlegeable "Fisher-men," contacting friends, neighbors, game officers. Apparently these guys are not too common. He is in the weasel family and is about 3 feet long. So all the men gather on my front porch, in the dark, talking about and examing the carcass. I am not present, this is a testosterone charged circle and I don't want to get too near the glow. My husband forgets he hasn't eaten his dinner, as it sits in the oven petrifying in the name of the man-circle. Real men don't need dinner. If they get hungry enough, maybe they'll even eat that Fisher. It ends quietly with all the neighboring tribesmen returning to their clans. And my husband is left alone, to ask his wife, that would be me, if he may put the carcass in the freezer beside the fish sticks and chicken legs. The 3 ft long carcass. I haven't looked yet, I may not look at all. He promised it would be gone in one week. Maybe we could live without frozen food for a week.

Mark 1:17 And Jesus said to them, “Follow me, and I will make you become fishers of men.”

Recent sunset on the farm.

Sweet Reward

2009-03-17T00:04:00.003-04:00

These days are good, when I remember where I've been. These days are good when I don't. These days are a reward for having laid an offering of wee ones before you, helpless to nurture what I could not comprehend. Somehow, they fly. It is a miracle that you use the helpless to raise the helpless, but it is part of your design, and it is perfect. When now I begin to see the spark of what they are to become, what a joy. It is not for me to receive any praise or due, because I was the helpless and you were the helper. How many times I cried in not knowing. How many times I cried for you to take me away from this task you bestowed. I knew I could not go on. You knew I could. Thank you for receiving my offering to you. Thank you for multiplying it and making it something that may feed the many. Thank you for my children, how blessed I am to have been molded by you through their little hands.

Psalm 127:3 Behold, children are a heritage from the Lord,
the fruit of the womb a reward.

Overdue... a prayer

2009-03-04T13:13:00.004-05:00

Longing, I am longing to be real with you to you today. Lord, I have hidden from this keyboard. I ponder the whys and wonder if in some way I may be hiding from some "thing" that you want to speak to me. The act of hiding from truth is a dangerous affair, leading to no good thing. It's core is unbelief, questioning of the goodness of the Holy. Perhaps, I'm hiding from the looking. Writing probes the heart in some way, that is unexplainable. I see what I could not see and maybe what I don't want to see. A mirror or magnifyer, either, revealing things You need for me to see. So, here I am, a tad reluctant, but asking to see. What is it Lord, that is askew? Show me where I'm missing the mark. I'm not to fear, you are slow to anger, and quick to listen, as I'm to be. You flood my heart with Grace, love, peace, your nearness is my good. You gently show me how I can be right, like You. It's in the blood, it is the scarlet that makes white, brings light to darkness, removes all need and want of hiding. Oh the blood of Jesus, that washes white as snow.

Alone

2009-02-01T13:40:00.007-05:00

It's the day after SuperBowl and the week prior has been buzzing here in SW PA, capital of the Steeler nation. Parties, plans, friends and feasts. What a game, a roller coaster of emotion, and the pulse probably never resumed it's normal rate, from start to finish. It may finally have settled when head was on pillow. The season ends with a burst of glory... and then today, silence, well here on the farm at least. The streets of Pittsburgh not yet. But the silence will come even to Steel City streets. I was feeling a little glum that big plans swirled around me, happy gatherings, but they didn't work out for us. Kind friends invited, but sick tummies and headaches etc...meant a "quiet" viewing with "just us." A little lonely on such a big day. And then my mind turned to the aloneness of my Savior. It was indeed the biggest game of the year, of the century, of all history and he had invited many guests. The table was spread with a wonderful feast and gifts for all attendees. The people shouted and cheered and waved their "terrible palms." On the day of the big game, they came, but to jeer. There were no longer friends to cheer for Him, to stand by his side... even His Father turned away. He willingly laid down his life for us all and was alone. The game was won, but it was no game really, it was a cross, and He suffered beyond my imagining. And now I am never alone and HE is victor.

Phil 2:5 Have this mind among yourselves, which is yours in Christ Jesus, 6 who, though he was in the form of God, did not count equality with God a thing to be grasped, 7 but made himself nothing, taking the form of a servant, being born in the likeness of men. 8 And being found in human form, he humbled himself by becoming obedient to the point of death, even death on a cross.

9 Therefore God has highly exalted him and bestowed on him the name that is above every name, 10 so that at the name of Jesus every knee should bow, in heaven and on earth and under the earth, 11 and every tongue confess that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father.

Blessed to have this view

2009-01-21T08:51:00.003-05:00

Winter of 2009, has decided to dig in deep and we are surrounded by a sea of snow here. Beautiful, yes, deceptively beautiful. Temperatures so low they can quickly freeze the skin have been the theme in Western PA this past week. I'm grateful for the view from inside out, and that the one from outside in is brief. So helpless we would be even for a very short time out in the elements, yet God tenderly cares for the deer in the picture above. Their coats don't seem much warmer than mine, but somehow God has made them to survive and thrive. It makes me thankful. I live a life in which I have never been without the comfort of a warm home. My niece returned from China this week and reports that there is no heat in the building where she works, in fact there is no heat in this particular region, full of universities. She wears her coat at work every day. The students all keep water bottles to warm their hands. Such a simple thing which I take for granted, warmth. I am not owed it, nor do I deserve it. Sometimes I ponder whether the comforts we've enjoyed here are a blessing or a hurdle. Suffering grows a good garden in men, and comfort can make us lazy. I'm glad to be reminded that God is lavish in His kindness with the good gifts He gives, and cautious to heed the warnings that comforts bring. Thank you Father that true comfort is not from the warmth of this home, but in You, and in the salvation from the cold sting of sin, that you give to all who would call on You.

2 Thes 2:13 God chose you as the firstfruits to be saved, through sanctification by the Spirit and belief in the truth. 14 To this he called you through our gospel, so that you may obtain the glory of our Lord Jesus Christ. 15 So then, brothers, stand firm and hold to the traditions that you were taught by us, either by our spoken word or by our letter.
16 Now may our Lord Jesus Christ himself, and God our Father, who loved us and gave us eternal comfort and good hope through grace, 17 comfort your hearts and establish them in every good work and word.

What's New?

2009-01-05T16:49:00.003-05:00

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What's new on the farm? Well, our baby girl is now sweet 16, able to get her learner's permit, wow! Time flies by. She had a wonderful surprise party over the weekend with many friends, smiles and ice skating. She was quite stunned by the surprise. We have Matthew home until Jan 18. The horses have "barn" fever, and can only get out occasionally due to the weather and mucky ground (which can be dangerous for them.) We now have 6 cats, and ALL are currently living inside! Ugh, it's a long story. Three were indoor cats, one new little kitty came in when it got cold and two remained in the barn. Then they needed to be neutered/spayed and came in to recover. They liked in...and the house cat chased them out of the barn after they recovered. So, they're in. We enjoyed the Christmas holiday with a houseful of family from out-of-town, and though no white Christmas, it was wonderful. More family arrived for the New Year. Now the house is quiet... school and work have resumed. Does anyone else flounder after being without a schedule for so long? It sure takes me a while to get into a groove.

This is a time of year for contemplation and analysis for me. Where is my life headed? Am I on the course that I want to be on? What kinds of corrections need to be made to get me back on course and what new roads may need to be traveled? New Years Resolutions? Well, yes, I have a few of those. But I'm more interested in why I was sidetracked from my previous goals. Where did I go wrong? I have to look below the surface of each goal. Yes, I want to keep up with my Blog better. Yes, I want to lose weight. Yes, I want to eat healthier foods and be more active. Yes, I want to have a more even disposition, less anger and more joy. All noble goals, but without help I know where these resolutions end up...no where. I need help to succeed and strength to stand against temptation. And most needy I am for grace and mercy to start over when the inevitable failure occurs. Success does not come from within... from will power. I have a lot more won't power than will power. I need a source of resources beyond my own, I need God. My greatest need for change is not found in any of my resolutions, my greatest need is for more of Him. So my resolution is to look to Him in all these things. I want to see struggles become victories, and then God gets all the credit which He alone is due.

Bare Trees, Furry Horses

2008-12-02T23:58:00.006-05:00

I did venture out with the camera after the post.

Summer Breeze Dance in her winter breeze coat.

I haven't snapped any farm photos lately, I guess the bareness of the current landscape is not as inspiring as the former glory of color. Bare branches reach for the sky, as though looking for some warmth, like me. I pause in the garage where the warmth of the gas stove warms frozen, mucky work boots and for a moment me too. "In" is a blessing, having somewhere to be "in." God does not owe me the warmth of home, but he gives. Out there... the horses have grown their furry winter outerwear. I had to rake it out today, the mud cakes, and then the fur can't do it's job, equine comfort. It's also my lazy season as far as barn work goes, I don't like to linger too long, "out" there. Winter has come early here, snow already flying and making us keep the weatherman tuned. I suppose I need to go "out" and find the beauty in the chill, so I can post it for you, tomorrow perhaps, we'll see.
The early winter kept my family from making it in for Thanksgiving, the Shenandoahs s stood in the way. A cozy, small, and very thankful family were we though. We scribbled thoughts of our thankfulness, for one another, and shared them. We prayed. And we ate the celebratory bird till our sides were more stuffed than his (actually I didn't stuff the bird this year.) We sadly had to return our young man back to the land of academia, but he'll be home again soon. Then came the other holiday, The First Day of "Buck." It is a holiday...no school, no work more food, and visiting with neighbors to see what they got. Happily, my husband got his deer, an eight point, he wasn't elated, but satisfied. He's been chronicling all of his deer encounters and drawing, naming and cataloging these guys since archery season, which came a few weeks back, so he KNOWS the bigger ones are out there, and he didn't get them, but alas he is done. Till next year. But there's Christmas next, and that should keep him busy enough, pushing down the dreams of big antlers for a while.

Psalm 107:8

O that men would praise the Lord for His goodness, and for His wonderful works to the children of men.

Dakota desperately hoping for frozen frogs

It is enough

2008-11-11T22:59:00.003-05:00

I want to grow in gratefulness. The comfort of my family near to me, I surely take for granted. I am cocooned in their love, though I have done nothing to deserve it. They just do. I hear a rustle in the far corner of the house, maybe the garage. It is full of assurance that they are there with me. But one day the rustle may be silent, alone. I want to remember the rustle of today, and be grateful. I am loved.

...behold, I am with you always, to the end of the age. Mt. 28:20

The Artist

2008-11-09T15:25:00.004-05:00

Days seem to slip into sunset so quickly now. The scene causes me to pause, breath deeply. I savor the final breaths of air that is alive. It reminds me that I'm alive, it reminds me of His Greatness. I worship in the painted shadows, the artist. The hands rolled back,and suddenly the chill is pushing, pushing to whisper of what is sure to come. The bleak, the cold will come, but I will worship Him in that place too, find it's beauty in the artist.

Election Day, horse day, recovery day

2008-11-05T22:23:00.003-05:00

Yesterday, Sara and I camped out at our local polling place, which is definitely one that our D Congressman (who recently got in trouble for saying such) would call "red-neck." To start, we are not in a community center, school or some such building. Rather, we enter through a large machinery garage (which may be a plot to kill you with fumes, upon entering, by one or more of the parties.) Across the road is an old one-room school house, once- upon- a- time brimming with lively students. The bell still hangs in it's place, though the red paint peels now instead of the bell. To our left, woods, to our right, farm land and century old barn. We were on meet and greet duty for our party and met and greeted those from both sides (though most of the opposing voters wouldn't make eye contact, and where we live, there weren't many of them.) We live in gun toting (hunters), well-drilling (gas company employees), pick-up driving PA and that's all right with me. I'm one of them. I doubt that many of the polling locations you may be familiar with have a farmer in his Carhartt over-alls, drive into the parking lot and park his farm tractor. Yep, we saw that. It was a nice opportunity to thank voters for voting, even the ones looking at the ground.
Today, was horse day. Horses were fed and wondered why they weren't allowed to exit the barn after breakfast, as usual on a nice day. It was farrier day. So one by one each horse comes out to get his/her individualized horsie manicure. It was a good day because all horses behaved and all hooves were healthy. It's the last visit before the "deep-freeze visits" begin, in 10 weeks, ugh. Sara did her school work while I attended to the 20 horse feet. Afterward... lunch, then Sara's riding lesson. What a blessing to have such a beautiful day to ride at this time of year, it was hot enough to bring out horse sweat and some flies too. I worked the little pony who has gotten a bit chubby since Sara got Zoe, the new horse. They both got hosed. Then I rode my horse, Redi, he is a beautiful animal and he is my buddy. He was perfectly behaved although he's received little attention since school began. We jumped some little jumps and he really likes it, so maybe in spring we'll go bigger (a little, I'm a chicken.) Feed the horses their dinner, and then head over to make ours...day is done.
Tomorrow, is a new day, and I really need God's favor as my house now looks like I've been running for days, and the dishes, well, there are none. So, tomorrow that's the first order of business (then lesson plan for class on friday). Sara has to quickly cram a full day of school into the a.m., so she can roller-skate in the afternoon. Then I become the cleaning dervish, whirling through my home with amazing super-human cleaning ability. I do need to trust God for such things as they can easily weigh me down and cause me to fear (what if the dishes pile up and up and up forever? and I can never get them done?). God is concerned with the small things, because the small things can teach me to trust Him and that's not so small.

Psalm 37:3 Trust in the Lord, and do good;
dwell in the land and befriend faithfulness.
4 Delight yourself in the Lord,
and he will give you the desires of your heart.
5 Commit your way to the Lord;
trust in him, and HE will act.

Life, Precious in His Sight

2008-11-03T12:04:00.006-05:00

My Precious Nephew

If you wander upon my blog today, I'm hoping you'll consider that it is not by chance. I haven't been blogging much lately, but I'm compelled to say just one thing today. Tomorrow is election day, and I will vote. For those who have become apathetic, believing the lie that their vote matters little please vote. But that's not the one thing, the one thing is "the why" behind my vote. Many issues are important to voters with the sorry state of the economy, the rising costs of medical care and drugs, fuel costs, the environment and the cost of daily living. These things concern me as well, however nothing concerns me more than the fact that our country still calls legal the murder of the smallest, most helpless of our population...little pre-born souls that perhaps may have been our future friends, leaders, entrepreneurs, parents, scientists etc. But we will never know them, no one will, because they were murdered as they slept where God had placed them. Over 48 MILLION babies have been slaughtered in the United States since 1973. This heartbreak motivates my vote because I believe that these children are more important than any of the above mentioned issues.There is enough scientific evidence available at this time, that we all now know that we're talking about human beings, and not the legendary "blob of tissue." The problem is that we have condoned their killing because "it's not our place to impose morality on others...who are we to judge?" Murder of adults is wrong and that is why we legislate that you may not commit murder in this country, in other words, we impose morality on murderers because it is wrong to murder. How much more so, our law should protect those who are helpless. But no, it's "not our place." Hogwash, law imposes morality and inconvenience on others, others who do wrong, every day in this land, and thankfully so. I don't stand in judgement of a woman with an unplanned pregnancy, but I do stand in judgement of a decision to murder because a child is not wanted, is inconvenient, even painfully so. Nothing a mother would experience...loss of job, loss of family, pain and agony, none of these things justify the murder of a baby. And please remember the overwhelming majority of abortions are of convenience NOT because the mothers life is in peril. Of course an unexpected baby will turn a woman's world upside down, but that is the consequence of choices made, and does not justify the snuffing out of another's life. So, yes, I am one of those "shallow-minded" conservatives who will vote based primarily on one issue and overlook the others. It is not because of lack of concern for the other issues, or ignorance of their importance. However I believe that LIFE is the most important issue. I believe that God cares about each LIFE, He is the giver and taker of every LIFE. Even if you're not sure whether God exists, do you you agree that the murder of 48 million babies is wrong? How many 911s, how many world wars would it take to amass such great loss of life? If I don't stand against murder, am I not complicit? I am compelled to vote my conscience.

Psalm 139:13+

For YOU formed my inward parts;
YOU knitted me together in my mother's womb.
14 I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made.
Wonderful are your works;
my soul knows it very well.
15 My frame was not hidden from you,
when I was being made in secret,
intricately woven in the depths of the earth.
16 Your eyes saw my unformed substance;
in your book were written, every one of them,
the days that were formed for me,
when as yet there was none of them.

Sara and Zoe Fly

2008-10-22T00:26:00.000-04:00

Little Orphan Annie

2008-10-20T23:41:00.004-04:00

Annie is the little kitty in the photo above and on the right in the photo below. Her name has become prophetic as she truly is now a little orphan Annie. Her mommy and all 6 of her sibs went to the humane society today. It was so hard to leave them all, but it is for the best as we are not capable of caring for this many kitties. It's hard for my tender hearted daughter to understand the whys, although we did our best to explain. Little Annie had won our hearts as the runt and so was the priveleged "lonely only" to stay behind. Even the hubby is quite taken with the little dear. She snuggled up on his chest tonight for over an hour, so cute. Then we had the difficult task of returning her to the cold, lonely barn, encouraging the 2 older kitties to stay with her. Hopefully they will. Annie has been adopted, and we pray that all the others will find new homes as well. We still have too many cats, but it's a bit more manageable now. Annie was the smallest, weakest, frailest and so we felt compassion for her. I also am adopted, by my Father in heaven. There was nothing lovely about me that would distinguish me to be chosen by Him. In fact I was not merely a runt, I was opposed to God, living life as I pleased. It was only His mercy, and love toward me that could turn my heart toward Him. Like Annie, I was given a second chance because Christ, my substitute, paid the penalty for my opposition to God. I am loved, adopted and part of a family. Thank you Father.

Gal4:4 But when the fullness of time had come, God sent forth his Son, born of woman, born under the law, 5 to redeem those who were under the law, so that we might receive adoption as sons. 6 And because you are sons, God has sent the Spirit of his Son into our hearts, crying, “Abba! Father!” 7 So you are no longer a slave, but a son, and if a son, then an heir through God.

Rom 8:15 you have received the Spirit of adoption as sons, by whom we cry, “Abba! Father!”

I AM a Crazy Cat Lady

2008-10-18T14:52:00.006-04:00

Annie and Mindy (I think)

How many cats must you have before you become... The Crazy Cat Lady? I'm not sure, however I must be inching close to it. It's amazing how saving one stray from starvation can become so out of control. It's no wonder we have such a problem with unwanted pets in our country. This stray lurked around our house, in snow and winter, when you really feel for any creature being "out." But we didn't see her again until last spring. Actually, we first discovered her nest of new kitties under a pile of boards...then we met her. We found homes for all but one of these little kitties, Scout, who was to be the "barn cat.' Well, thanks to a human friend, Scout discovered that he preferred the life of a house cat and joined the three house cats we already had (now he's out more than in). We planned to have mamma spayed...but Savannah disappeared and then reappeared pregnant early this spring, the vet declared her not "with kitty," but he was mistaken (as we thought). Only three kittens were born to this litter, one had died, and later one vanished. So, two were added to the numbers, India and Tigger (they get fixed this month.) Savannah, we were determined, would be caught and spayed, however, she ditched the kittens and then vanished herself. A month later she returned to repeat the cycle, with a litter of 7 born under our barn's overhang at the end of this summer. These, I do not know by name, as they must go (ok, I do know one's name, Annie,the runt.) The total cat population is 13, however I'm only claiming 6. Savannah is still a stray, wandering onto the farm when she likes and then disappearing. Sometimes the kittens disappear with her, sometime she leaves a few, sometimes she leaves them all behind. We've planned twice to take them to the humane society, but someone must have told the mamma cat, as she takes the kitties and runs when the one of two days per month you can take them rolls around. This Monday we'll try again, IF the kittens aren't AWOL again. Two are missing right now, and five are in my barn, so we'll see. We've always been committed to spay/neuter our cats. We've had to get shots/and neuter three of her brood already, and hopefully that will be the end. I will never again judge a crazy cat family, it's so easy for it to snowball. Stay tuned next week to see if the kitties have vanished again before their appointment with destiny. Ugh. Let's hope not. By the way, if you want to adopt a kitten, you know who to call.

Day is Done

2008-10-17T00:09:00.004-04:00

Hay Day by: http://www.flickr.com/photos/becca3k/559911545/

A quick goodnight to someone, someone I know perhaps. I just popped up to kiss the teen daughter on the head as she was finishing the final touches on the hair that's going to bed. One must always look their best for the pillow and dream-time adventures.
Another rather ordinary day on the farm, a bit gloomy and cool outside, which helped make us content to be in. That was good, as the "in-work" needed attention. Much did get attention, but as usual, much was left undone...the more-pressing, pressed and compressed time. Studies in Mendelian genetics, to be tested soon, presided. But the dishes are done and I picked up (not literally) two hundred and fifty pounds of oats and 50lb of corn at the feed store. Actually, my hubby did pick them up tonight as they needed to be unloaded into the barn. As I head to bed, I'll ponder any heavy load I may need to lay down, and then rest in the one who will carry it and carry me. Ps 55:22 Cast your burden on the Lord, and he will sustain you.

Autumn at Home

2008-10-14T10:13:00.003-04:00

Some of these were from my trip to Smicksburg for horse supplies yesterday. I'm about to run to the barn, as I see our horses in the pasture are getting restless to be fed. They get testy with each other when they're hungry, as do many of us as well. Our deepest need today however is to be fed with the food which our hearts are most hungry and restless for...the one that was offered at the last supper. It is Christ himself that will satisfy our needy hearts today. He waits for us to come, the table is already prepared with everything we need. If you find your heart restless and testy... waiting to be satisfied, come to Him. He has everything you need. Now, I must go and feed my herd.

Indian Summer

2008-10-09T15:55:00.004-04:00

We've been experiencing the most beautiful stretch of warm, sunny fall days, followed by chilly evenings. The farm is truly ablaze with color, I'd say this year the leaves are more vivid than usual. Someone said "It's because the weather's been dry." I don' have a clue about the science behind it, but it is a feast for the eyes. I love to take a drive just to see the different scenes as colors pop around each new turn. I'll be going to take one soon. I have to drive to Smicksburg for some horse supplies, which I buy in an Amish community. The drive will be good for the eyes and the soul.

What a contrast is this beauty with the the dingy darkness that remains in my heart. I'm waiting for the day when this heart becomes only a thing of beauty, "when I see Him face to face." But for now, it is still not worthy of display. Any beauty within is His grace. Today it was "colored" with anger, something special which I had made, was destroyed because of someone else's lack of care...and my colors enraged, like a cauldron of poison. Instead of responding with the kindness and grace I've already received through Christ, I responded with sin and I did not oppose the sin, I gave vent to it. The result... I hurt someone I love. I am desperately needy of help to fight this impulse to retaliate when hurt. The good news is that I am deeply sorry for my sin, and I have been pardoned. And I do not battle the impulses of my dingy heart alone. I know that He is as able to make my heart as lovely as the landscape he paints with these breathtaking autumn colors. Praise be to Him.
Phillipians 1:6 I am sure of this, that he who began a good work in you will bring it to completion at the day of Jesus Christ.

Autumn arrival

2008-10-03T21:45:00.004-04:00

Last weekend Sara had her first show with Zoey, her new horse. This was what is known as a "fun" show as it involves games on horseback, like an egg and spoon race, catalog race flag race, pole bending, costume class and a trail class (which is like a horse/rider obstacle course.) They also had jumper classes in which you are timed jumping over a course of fences. It started out as a hot, sunny day, and abruptly ended with a deluge of rain during the show. In between sun and rain, Sara and Zoey had fun and learned a bit about each other. They're still getting to know each other. They earned a number of ribbons, jumped well and had a lot of fun dressing up as gypsy/gypsy horse.

Sara enjoyed going off alone with dad on a trail ride at the beginning of this week. The latter part of the week we've had rain. School and home filled this week. We'll visit the son at college this weekend, toting another load of "stuff," junk-food and love. He's been very busy with his studies, but still has a little time to enjoy swing dancing, a little ballroom dance, x-treme Frisbee, and Inter-varsity Christian fellowship.

The leaves are just beginning to paint the landscape with their warm colors. The smell and chill of autumn are in the air. Change is in the air, am I ready? We have to make preparations for the winter with so many creatures dependent upon us. If we aren't diligent they will die. The barn is filled with hay, the new water hydrant is ready for the freeze that is sure to come, but some barn repairs still need attention before the snow flies. I think of the effort it takes to care for our little farm and then think of the billions and billions of creatures which our creator must sustain. I am so relieved to have a God with unlimited resources of strength, wisdom, love and all things....caring for us.

Ps 34:8 Oh, taste and see that the Lord is good!
Blessed is the man who takes refuge in him!
9 Oh, fear the Lord, you his saints,
for those who fear him have no lack!
10 The young lions suffer want and hunger;
but those who seek the Lord lack no good thing.

2008-09-23T11:21:00.001-04:00

Magnolia Plantation (Charleston, SC), originally uploaded by found_drama.

Magnolia Plantation (Charleston, SC)

2008-09-23T11:19:00.001-04:00

Porpoises (dolphin) in Big Bay Creek - Edisto Beach, S.C., originally uploaded by Heath Cash.

Porpoises (dolphin) in Big Bay Creek - Edisto Beach, S.C.

The Sun Peaks Through the Clouds Over the Atlantic in Edisto Beach

2008-09-23T11:17:00.001-04:00

The Sun Peaks Through the Clouds Over the Atlantic in Edisto Beach, originally uploaded by marantzer.

Still can't find our camera, which went awol last thurs, BEFORE we got to download all our vacation pics! So, I'll borrow a few ;)

Travelling and holding on

2008-09-20T09:57:00.006-04:00

We returned in the wee hours of Monday night from our wonderful getaway to SC. Barry, Sara and I enjoyed spending the week with my Mom & her hubby. We had gorgeous weather, considering we were down to the wire figuring out where all the hurricanes were heading. We did a lot of beaching, biking, swam in the pool, ate good food (lots of shrimp!) and went kayaking (hard work.) We saw dolphins feeding every day, one startled me swimming under my kayak, and reappearing on the other side. We went on a beach combing tour to an undisturbed beach and collected some really nice sea shells. We toured Charleston by carriage (that's the thing to do in Charleston,) enjoying all of the wonderful history and architecture. We got to go hear my mom's hubby play jazz trumpet at very nice restaurant. On the way home we toured a rice plantation & gardens, then stopped to visit a niece and cousins. This was our first vacation in a few years and was such a blessing. Having horses, getting away is a big challenge, we needed a horse-sitter and a house sitter (dog/cats.) But the Lord graciously made the way, and it was such a pleasure.

Sara is riding her new horse Zoey every day, and has a renewed love for horses since her arrival. She's still riding Ricky, the little squirt, too. She will go to show Zoey next weekend for the first time.

Home-school is back in session and going well. We began our co-op semester yesterday. Sara is taking an art class, a music history class (which I'm teaching,) and going to volunteer at a local nursing home.

Like many folks we're learning to trust as we see the financial world's distress this week, wondering if there will be anything left of our 401K. The Lord is in control of all things. I love this farm and all of the blessings God has given here. But this week is a sober reminder that the things of this earth are passing away... we need to hold very loosely to the good gifts God gives and very tightly to Him, the giver of the gifts. In the end He will remain, the farm, horses, and stock market will not.

Will add pics when hubby figures out where he put the camera :)

Zoey over the cross rail

2008-08-30T01:03:00.001-04:00

Zoey over the cross rail, originally uploaded by yoyobeatty.

Sara's really enjoying her new mare! Here she is, 2nd ride, jumping Zoey. Hopefully Sara will show her at the end of September.

Gods Love is Beyond Measure

2008-08-27T12:08:00.005-04:00

Hello Dear Ones,
Much change on the farm to report. Matthew has returned for his sophomore year at Grove City College. He's nicely settled in, we know that because he hasn't called. No news is usually good news with him. We'll catch up on the weekend. It was easier to part this year, for all, especially sister who had a rough goodbye last Fall.

Flashy the horse has left the scene as I mentioned in the last post, the young lady who bought him has begun to show him and got champion in her first show. We're glad he's back to work. Here he is doing what he loves.....

He has just been replaced in our barn with a more suitable mount for Sara. We are so thrilled and grateful to the Lord to have Zoe's Paint Collision join the horsie family. She is a sorrel/white pinto mare with lots of experience, she is 14.2 hands which is one inch short of horse. This means she can be shown as a pony. She is the sweetest lady, and Sara is soooo happy. Here they are:

Zoey arrived on Sunday. On Saturday, Sara showed her little pony Ricky at a local hunter/jumper show (while dad moved Matthew to college.) She placed 2nd and 3rd out of 24 entries and received reserve champion in her division (short stirrup: cantering over a course of 18"-2ft fences.) This was the pony's first time cantering the jumps at a show and they both did awesome! We hope to have pictures soon (mom forgot the camera, and is getting pics from others.) Here's a little itty bitty one, get your glasses out! I'll get a bigger one.
Sara will likely compete in one more show before the season ends (end of Sept.) Show season has been busy but Sara will be starting school next Monday, and so we're working hard this week preparing with school room organization...transitioning to school mode. I'll sign off with one more picture, a favorite, depicting dad's role in all of this horse-show stuff....what a trooper!

Summer whizzes on

2008-08-14T09:30:00.005-04:00

"Cousins on one of our FAMOUS horsie road trips!"

The summer has sped by, I cannot believe it has been a month since I posted, nor can I believe that my son will be heading back to school next week. We spend a LOT of time outside in the summer, and riding horses. It's a busy season as Equestrian sports are focused in the summer months. Although I always seem to think life will slow down in the summer, it really never seems to. Sara had a pony show last weekend, she did very well, lots of ribbons and mom...me, myself and I have one this Sat. showing Intro levels dressage. I did the same levels last year, so it will be interesting to see if we've improved at all according to the judges.

I had to update my family info as we've had a lot of changes. Flashy the horse was "sold," to a nice young lady who plans to begin showing him right away. Nika, beloved pup of many years was laid to rest under the hemlock trees. One of the three spring kittens disappeared. And momma cat returned home "with kitty" and shortly after had seven more kittens. It's easy to see how the cat population gets out of control. We took in one stray who has produced three litters in the year she's been here, ugh. I was relieved that she was alive when she returned after a month+, but it was tempered by the big belly. Sara's happy, she's always happy when there are babies.

I had the opportunity to travel to Gaithersburg for our churches bi-annual worship conference. It was a great time of teaching, worship and a little r&r for mom. Matthew had his BS Eagle ceremony, and is official. It was a very nice ceremony with Matthew style. After the ceremony, Sara spent a week with my mom & and step dad in VA swimming and having lots of fun. I met Sara in VA afterward and had a little girl time with my mom. Barry, Sara, and I hope to travel to SC in a month, but have no arrangements to care for our horses and pets yet, so we're praying, we could really use a vacation. Finding suitable horse care isn't an easy task.

School is coming way too soon, as I haven't even tackled the mess in my school room from last school year. I really need the Lord's help to order my time wisely, it's spread thin. God is gracious and always helps me to prepare. Well folks, that's the update, next time I'll try to be witty or helpful :)

Johanna

Disappointment, His Appointment

2008-07-14T09:28:00.005-04:00

Gotta post quick as it's time for the horsies to have their breakfast soon. It is a beautiful cool morning here on the farm. Monday is generally catch-up day for me, after a weekend of family activities which don't usually include laundry or washing pots and pans. Saturday was weed whacking day for me and putting in hay for the guys. Dear friends visited for dinner and kindly helped with getting the hay in. The evening ended around the campfire.

We also discovered that our mare was lame, which was a huge concern and disappointment. She had had a problem with the other knee last summer and we've doctored, then rested her and she's been doing well, though a bit slower than prior. We've been trying to sell her as a brood mare, and even have considered giving her away, to the right home. However, until we see what's up with the knee the mare can't go anywhere or be bred. She's getting an anti-inflammatory, and we'll be checking in with the vet. She seemed much better last night after only 1 day on the medicine, so we'll see how it goes.
Had wonderful encouragement about facing disappointment yesterday at church which was so specific to "our moment," that I could not help but feel loved and comforted by God. I spend far too much time reasoning in my little brain about how to save myself from the unpleasant or unexpected in life, when God wants me to run to Him. My lack of faith is a sin ever before me, but His grace is ready to pour out his comfort, love and peace when disappointment stabs my heart. He is in control.
From Psalm 54:
1 O God, save me by your name,
and vindicate me by your might.

2 O God, hear my prayer;
give ear to the words of my mouth.

4 Behold, God is my helper;
the Lord is the upholder of my life.

7 For he has delivered me from every trouble,

What's up at the farm

2008-07-01T20:16:00.003-04:00

Lots of goings on here. We had a very busy weekend putting in 100 bales of hay on Saturday, then off to a wedding for some dear young folks. Sunday after church we went to see a horse, a prospect for Sara. The pony above is dearly loved and Sara does well with him but he is too small for her as a show horse. We've been working very hard at trying to sell a few horses.

Matthew has been quite productive over the past few weeks. He has been designing project brochures for the architectural firm where Barry is employed. He has also just been hired as an intern with a local electronics firm specializing in radio frequencing ?? I'm not really sure what it will entail, but they employ electrical engineers to do it, whatever it is. Matthew will report for full time employment on Monday, with his static free slippers. He has to leave a pair of shoes at work so as to leave the static outside and away from sensitive electronics...interesting. I'll update when I have a better idea of what he'll be doing. It is a great opportunity given the area in which we live. Hopefully he will perform well and enjoy the work...and be able to return next summer.

Sara is mid-week of cooking camp with Miss Laurie. She had Creme' Brulee (spelling ?? it's not in spell check) for breakfast this a.m. which they made yesterday. They've made blueberry pancakes Quiche Lorraine, Canoles, among other tasty treats. The family gets to go and sample on Thursday, when they will prepare a meal for us.

Barry and I have been busy planning the details for Matthew's Eagle Scout ceremony coming up on July 27th...

On the farm... Savannah the kitty has not returned. Scout, her kitten from last year's litter, has taken on big brother duty playing with the kittens and providing some company. Dad said Sara could keep her favorite kitten, India. I was going to ride my horse this evening as the weather is so beautiful, however one of his shoes seems to have slid to the side and lost it's nails, so he's out of commission until the farrier comes to call. I was looking forward to getting out to ride as we have had buckets of rain in recent days. I think we've had rain every day for a week or 2. Tomorrow it's supposed to be clear too, hurrah.

As I blog the rest of the family is out doing volunteer work at our local wildlife rescue facility, Kritter Kamp. They have two little fawns, so I know Sara will return with a happy report. The Lord is good to this family and we are so grateful.

Prayer Answered!

2008-06-23T18:49:00.002-04:00

I am overjoyed to report that Selah the cat reappeared a short while ago after going missing for 3+ days. If you read the entry from my blog earlier today, you heard me refer to Selah in the past tense: Selah was..... well, Selah is..... The very naughty kitty was the sweetest sight for sore eyes, showing up at the doorstep tonight. I know many friends were praying, and Sara and I were crying out to God from a depth not often felt. God hears, God answered. We would receive whatever He gave but we are so thankful that he allowed her to come back to us. We've still had quite a loss, but this has certainly eased the pain, especially for Sara, Selah is her special girl. Thank you to all our friends and family for your prayer and concern.

Our Kitties

2008-06-23T08:46:00.004-04:00

Misty

Savannah

Selah

I'm going to try to blog a bit about our kitties. The tears are flowing, and come and go for both myself and Sara. We had a glorious week at Youth Camp. I drove back and forth as planned, everyone else camped there. Everything was fine and dandy here at home until I discovered, when I was going out to feed the horses, that our cat Misty was dead. She lay beside the house, with no sign of trauma, like she went to sleep. It was such a sudden blow, as she was plump, healthy and happy. She was dear to us. We've had her for about 5 years, she was Sara's Birthday kitty soon after we moved from Baltimore to PA. She was a bit timid, but as sweet as kitty's come, always ready for a snuggle or scratch. She was the mama figure to all of our indoor cats (4), grooming and caring for them. She liked to lay her furry bod in my face in the morning so I had cat hair up my nose, never mind the allergies. She had the funniest habit of playing with laundry in the night hours, and every morning we'd wake to find an assortment, of dirty and clean socks under our dining room table. That's the beginning of the story.

The mama cat, Savannah seen in my earlier blog has been missing since Youth Camp started last Wednesday. She is our "barn cat." At first I didn't think much of her disappearance, but after finding Misty, I realized she may also be gone. Barn cats do wander, and I thought she might need a break from her kittens. They're 12 weeks old and were a bit annoying, wanting to nurse when too big. Fortunately they're fine (so far) and don't need mama. Savannah appeared here on and off before deciding to "keep us." We'd see her out in the snow, a grey kitty ghost, longing for a home. She found one here, when she decided to have litter of kittens by our barn. She has/had a very sweet personality for a homeless cat. She loved attention and being held, and readily allowed humans to help with her brood. All of last years kittens found new homes except Scout, the would be barn cat, turned house cat. Scout is the perfect big brother to the motherless kittens and actually was sitting for them the first few days of Savannah's absence. That's not the end of the story either.

Finally there is Selah, and though she was not my favorite, she was my daughter's so it is doubly painful seeing your child, a fierce animal lover, go through so much loss at once. Selah was Sara's kitty from the start, they chose each other. She started life as an OH stray, but came to us to by my sister. She has a kitty that looks similar, and we asked if the stray ever had any kitties like him again, we'd like one...we got two, thanks sis. Everyone who likes cats liked these two, they are just beautiful... creamy white with grey markings, like a Siamese or Rag doll. Selah is our purrer. She's always purring. She loved to snuggle. She also loved to wander the far corners of our farm, she was adventurous, but also the princess. She's one of the few creatures that could continue to have favor (be allowed in the house.) despite her tendency to wee-wee in the wrong place, like Sara's closet and any open bag or boxlike thing. She was bad, but she was so sweet that we allowed her to live on in her princess style. She has been missing now for several days too. Sara is still hopeful, and we've encouraged her to pray as we have too, but still trying to ease her gently into the possibility that she is gone. This is a tribute to little kitty lives, part of our family, that God created and took back to himself, at just the right time, although right now it is so very hard. If you're not or haven't been a cat person, all of this sadness and reflection may seem overblown, cat people will understand. Our God is Good, he gives and takes away, Blessed be the name of the Lord. All He does is right and good and we give our kitty friends to Him.

Youth Camp Here We Come!

2008-06-18T08:53:00.003-04:00

http://www.flickr.com/photos/jasonvargas/

Life looks as though it may settle in a bit now. I guess it has already, although we're going from one major event to the next. We've all recovered from the horse show and are looking ahead to Youth Camp '08 which starts today. Matthew also has his very 1st job interview today! He's applying for an internship with a local company that employs electrical engineers (RF stuff.) He's got the suit all ready to go. Say a prayer if you read this. It would be a really great opportunity for him as we live in the boonies, and it is amazing that there is such a company in close proximity. I'll update when we hear, though Youth Camp week is always hectic.

The Camp is for the youth of our church and two others. Other churches were involved in past years, but we've outgrown the facility and had to downsize. Barry and I have been attending for the past few years, usually helping with the team strategy games. We take our camper up and stay. Last year I ran back and forth to camp, as I needed to care for the horses, but that was quite exhausting. Sooo, I'm thinking I may not be AS involved this year, as Matthew is going to help out (he's too old now.) Camp is a wonderful time for the kids to really meet God head-on, and many kids become followers of Christ or deepen their commitment to him as a result of God's Spirit at work. I'm praying that many kids will have life as they've known it, renewed.

Is 54: 13 All your children shall be taught by the Lord,
and great shall be the peace of your children.
17b This is the heritage of the servants of the Lord
and their vindication from me, declares the Lord.”

2008-06-15T00:38:00.001-04:00

Happy Father's Day Dad(s)!
We honor and appreciate you.
~Thanks!~

Sara Shows Off

2008-06-14T22:40:00.003-04:00

Today was show day for Sara and Ricochet. We traveled to a local hunter/jumper show, where Sara competed in about 11 classes. The first video was from a class in which she took a blue ribbon. The second from a beginner hunter class. We're all very pleased with Sara and with the pony, as was Sara. He was the perfect pony today and she rode him well. She especially enjoyed the gaming (courses like barrel racing and pole bending.) My nieces and Sara's good friend Elizabeth competed too, which makes it a lot of fun. Sara ribboned in 10 of twelve classes (?I believe) with a variety of colors/places. It was a wonderful opportunity for her to see her hard work, and some trials end with reward. She had a hard ride yesterday (naughty pony), and so wasn't going to do all that she did today. We discussed the need to have faith, that God cared for her in this and about our need for prayer. She was able to do far more than she expected. So, a joyous ending.

Crazy, busy week

2008-06-10T23:37:00.003-04:00

It's that time of year that sends homeschooling moms all across the great commonwealth of PA into a frenzied drive to get those portfolios done and evaluations BEHIND them. Many of my dear homeschooling mom/friends have already crossed the great divide and are on the other side, sitting in the sun by the pool with their icy lemonade. Not I, no I must savor and hold on to the school year as long as possible (hogwash.) No, I just procrastinate. I wait too long to schedule my eval. which means I have no incentive to get the portfolio done UNTIL I make the call, which I did. My very sweet friend/evaluator informed me that if I called a week later, uh oh, I would have missed the boat. Which would be as I deserved. Actually we've been done with school (minus the two bio questions we finished today,) since the end of May. So, Friday we go do the deed, have the evaluation that will signify the true onset of summer, aaahhhh. Then we'll rush home, work the pony, bathe and polish the pony and hope the pony stays that way until morning. Sat. a.m. he and Sara go to a horse show, hopefully he'll be jumping small jumps. Hopefully, I say because sometimes simple things can frighten a pony. Between now and then I must do final touch-ups on the portfolio, get our messy house cleaned up and get all our horse show stuff in order. That's my week. We'll see how the Lord transforms it.

I'm grateful for breathing, as that has been much better lately. Last month was a BAD asthma month, after much prayer and new drugs, I'm feeling much better. I'm grateful that the Lord was with me. I was never alone. I know he'll also be with me in my busy week (and yours.. whatever it holds.)
Pic is of Ricky and Sara, she'll be showing him Sat.

Just for Laughs

2008-06-02T22:42:00.003-04:00

Proverbs 17:22 A joyful heart is good medicine,
but a crushed spirit dries up the bones.

I simply cannot stop laughing with these little ones!
What a joyous gift of God children are!

It's been a long time baby....

2008-05-28T07:00:00.007-04:00

Hello out there everybody!
Wow, I guess I've taken a dive from blogging. I'm sure this is a busy time for all of you friends and family. Gardening, lawn mowing and outdoor recreation added to our to-do lists. The same is true for us. This time of year for our family also marks the end of the school year and the crunch to get the home-school portfolio in order in preparation for annual evaluations. I started on that project yesterday, and think I may set a record for getting done early. Things are much easier with one kiddo to log, especially since the one who left for college this past fall was the one with questionable filing practices. Most of Sara's things are happily tucked in their assigned binders with a few possible exceptions.
The start of the equine sport season also adds a new dimension to life on the farm here. There's riding lessons for Sara, training for the naughty horse, repairs long overdue, vet visits, farrier visits and happy days riding in the sunshine! Barry's enjoyed a few trail rides already this year, the fruit of his labor. We plan to head to our first horse show sometime in June. Sara has been jumping Ricky the pony and will hopefully give the little squirt a chance to show his stuff (if he doesn't freak-out when he sees a jump.)
Barry planted the vegetable garden below the horse barn over the holiday weekend, boy did he go hogwild! He's got a LOT of tomatoes, and did I mention he doesn't eat tomatoes! Anyway, he seems to be making up for lost time. He wasn't able to get a descent garden in with moving and getting settled into the place the past two years. Yep, we've been in our new home for 2 years now, hard to believe. Barry's been hugely blessed to borrow a bobcat for the past month or so and has the nickname "bobcat Barry," quite deservedly. He's done the garden, clearing land for new, "future" pasture and general farm cleanup. As you seen above we've gotten a replacement for our riding mower, since it continues in disrepair (just have to put in a part.) We let our horses out one or two at a time to enjoy the best grass on the farm...our lawn. They love it, and NO they don't run off, just back to the barn if they get frightened.
"Our" bunnies have now gone on permanent vacation to our good friends the Hartles. Their arrival brought great big smiles to the kids, it's good. A small step in downsizing for manageability. Now, if we can sell a few horses that would be good. In God's time.
Matthew returned late last night from New Attitude, a conference held in Louisville, KY for singles and young married folk, featuring some great bible teachers. He hasn't come down the stairs yet, so I haven't gotten the full report yet. I got a very sketchy one at midnight. I'm sure that God challenged and refreshed him. Matthew will be heading out to look for a summer job the remainder of the week. Starting with some companies that hire elec. engineers, and moving on. He'll be visiting and helping out the boy scouts over the summer and will have his Eagle ceremony in July.
Sara's Ghecko died this past weekend, which has been very traumatic for her. He's appeared sick for awhile, not eating his plump, delicious meal worms and declining. She waited and saved a long time for him, and had worked diligently to tame him, so it is sad. He's in the family critter graveyard after a short ceremony. God will use this in her life.
The new kitties are getting big and running everywhere, almost ready to find new homes. I'd like to keep one, but we'll see. We have too many already, but if you know me, I just can't resist.I even brought a half-dead chicken home once when I was a girl and kept it in our basement briefly...boy was I blessed with patient parents!
Counting the many blessings of family, farm and the great God who brought the springtime and new life to our old (dead) hearts, love to all.

Daughter that's lovely, son that's home

2008-05-15T11:54:00.004-04:00

The pictures of our lovely daughter were taken on a recent visit to Grove City. She's growing up into a beautiful young woman! Barry made the trek up to Grove City again yesterday afternoon to collect Matthew and all of his stuff. He is now safely home, though a bit under the weather with a cold. We had a nice meal together and have just been visiting and hanging out. All his dorm is now piled in his bedroom here, so there's just a little path to his bed. Hopefully he'll feel well enough to widen it soon. We're all so happy to have him home. Sara is still "in school," which is challenging when your brother's home and he's done, so she'll have to push through. She's almost done though, by the end of the month I suppose. I'm so grateful to be the mom to these two young people. They bring me joy. I'm reminded of how quickly the days go by and what a precious gift from God the days are. Only yesterday they were babies, soon they'll be off on their own. So, I'm thankful for today.

Psalm 39:4,5,12 O Lord, make me know my end
and what is the measure of my days;
let me know how fleeting I am!
5 Behold, you have made my days a few handbreadths,
and my lifetime is as nothing before you.
Surely all mankind stands as a mere breath! Selah
For I am a sojourner with you,
a guest, like all my fathers.

The Paper is Finished

2008-05-06T08:54:00.007-04:00

Sara finished up her research paper and displayed it last night at Presentation Night. It really turned out well, lots of work. She also had the opportunity to do a little public speaking, introducing and describing her research class and her paper to moms, dads, grandparents and children. She very confidently delivered a 5 minute speech, and did an awesome job! I will see if I can download it, not sure if it's too long. We are very proud of her and all of her classmates. They really did amazing work. She also displayed some wonderful art from her design class. It is a bit of a relief to have the projects behind us, so today, we can focus on some other neglected school subjects. The spring weather is such a temptation when homeschooling, especially when horses are beckoning, but we have to focus on getting done.

I Peter 1:
3 Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ! According to his great mercy, he has caused us to be born again to a living hope through the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead, 4 to an inheritance that is imperishable, undefiled, and unfading, kept in heaven for you, 5 who by God's power are being guarded through faith for a salvation ready to be revealed in the last time. 6 In this you rejoice, though now for a little while, if necessary, you have been grieved by various trials, 7 so that the tested genuineness of your faith—more precious than gold that perishes though it is tested by fire—may be found to result in praise and glory and honor at the revelation of Jesus Christ. 8 Though you have not seen him, you love him. Though you do not now see him, you believe in him and rejoice with joy that is inexpressible and filled with glory, 9 obtaining the outcome of your faith, the salvation of your souls.

This morning as I read from I Peter, God has focused my attention on my need to rejoice in trials, major to minor. My natural inclination is unfortunately a bit more whiny at times. Not necessarily outwardly, but inwardly thinking that this trial is not particularly convenient or pleasant. But I need to rejoice in my trials. God has given them for my good, to give me something precious...faith. He has saved me from my sin and given me an inheritance and is guarding me, giving me faith to trust the wonderful outcome of and beyond any trial. Sometimes just minor dips in the road seem to throw me off course, but God in his mercy guards me and gives me faith for today, so I will rejoice, He has grace for them!

Life update and A Deliverer

2008-05-02T12:47:00.006-04:00

Above are the lovely lady Eagles from Sara's homeschool volleyball team. Below them the entire team. They competed a week ago in their spring tournament, and had a great time. No trophies this year, but lots of fun and experience with some wins and losses. It is a wonderful opportunity and hundreds of homeschooled youth are involved in the competition. It is an all day event, lots of exhausted kids at the end of the day, after many games.

The week has whizzed by, leaving me a little disoriented and definitely in need of God's help to order my steps. We've been out of the house a lot and when home, really trying to crack down and finish up the school year well. Sara's put tons of energy into her big research paper on the Pileated Woodpecker. She finished up with Friday classes, her homeschool co op, so I'm actually home and blogging on a Friday.

Sara had a riding lesson on Wednesday with a new young lady, who is also willing to help us with our "problem children," of the horse variety. My wonderful niece helps us a lot teaching Sara and helping her prepare for show season, BUT we don't want to overtax her as she's still recouping from back surgery. Can't keep her off a horse though.

Yesterday was "girls day," which often involves thrift store shopping for Sara and I, we had a ball. Started with a podiatrist appointment (he just happened to be near our favorite shop.) I've had my third bout in about 10 years of Plantar Fascitis:

( plantar fascia is the thick connective tissue which supports the arch of the foot.It is the source of the painful condition plantar fasciitis, a inflammatory condition caused by excessive wear to the plantar fascia of the foot or biomechanical faults that cause abnormal pronation of the foot. Wikepedia)

The Lord graciously allowed me to fully recover before. It does take a long time to heal. After the new doc, we had a great time with Chinese food and shopping. Then home, then back out to worship practice.

Today was a lot of confusion juggling cars to get one inspected, with our DD figuring out the solution(that should have been as plain as the noses on our faces) Are you smarter than a 9th grader? We laughed. A little confidence boost for the daughter one-upping mom/dad.

So lots of running and now my house looks like a hurricane hit it! We head out for an all day visit with Matthew for "parents day," tomorrow at GCC so it will get worse. God spoke through
psalm 107:

4 Some wandered in desert wastes,
finding no way to a city to dwell in;
5 hungry and thirsty,
their soul fainted within them.
6 Then they cried to the Lord in their trouble,
and he delivered them from their distress.
7 He led them by a straight way
till they reached a city to dwell in.
8 Let them thank the Lord for his steadfast love,
for his wondrous works to the children of man!
9 For he satisfies the longing soul,
and the hungry soul he fills with good things.

10 Some sat in darkness and in the shadow of death,
prisoners in affliction and in irons,
11 for they had rebelled against the words of God,
and spurned the counsel of the Most High.
12 So he bowed their hearts down with hard labor;
they fell down, with none to help.
13 Then they cried to the Lord in their trouble,
and he delivered them from their distress.
14 He brought them out of darkness and the shadow of death,
and burst their bonds apart.
15 Let them thank the Lord for his steadfast love,
for his wondrous works to the children of man!
16 For he shatters the doors of bronze
and cuts in two the bars of iron.

Well my house feels like a waste that I'm wandering through, so... we can connect with this. The sitting in the second verse just sounds like resignation to "my plight." Resignation clearly is not the appropriate response when wandering in the waste or stuck in chains. The response God is looking for is to "CRY OUT," to him. He will deliver me, but I must look to him, not me, even in my household mess. Your mess may be different, you may be sitting in darkness or wandering lost in whatever situation, "CRY OUT." He wants to deliver you. God the Father sent Christ to be The Deliverer dying on a cross for our sin, demonstrating his great love and desire to deliver you from sin, your greatest need. "CRY OUT." He will deliver you.

What to do in the Desert

2008-04-29T01:33:00.006-04:00

My Soul Thirsts for You
A Psalm of David, when he was in the wilderness of Judah.

63:1 O God, you are my God; earnestly I seek you;
my soul thirsts for you;
my flesh faints for you,
as in a dry and weary land where there is no water.
2 So I have looked upon you in the sanctuary,
beholding your power and glory.
3 Because your steadfast love is better than life,
my lips will praise you.
4 So I will bless you as long as I live;
in your name I will lift up my hands.

5 My soul will be satisfied as with fat and rich food,
and my mouth will praise you with joyful lips,
6 when I remember you upon my bed,
and meditate on you in the watches of the night;
7 for you have been my help,
and in the shadow of your wings I will sing for joy.
8 My soul clings to you;
your right hand upholds me.

What shall I do when I'm dry, when I'm needy, when I feel like I'm in a desert?

I will look for You. I have seen You, but now I must look for you.

I will praise You. You are better than anything that I may have been chasing. Nothing else can fill my need.

I will remember You. You have not forgotten me. I may forget You, You never forget me. You've always rescued me.

I will cling to You. Because You hold me , nothing can remove me from Your hand, nothing. You are my desperate need, I won't let go because you won't let me.

Bunnie the Horse

2008-04-24T00:21:00.002-04:00

Bunnie gets a workout

Well Suited

2008-04-19T22:19:00.002-04:00

Exhausted, to the bones am I. Today we had an early departure for Grove City, and spent the day shopping with Matthew for a suit for "The President's Gala." As you can see from Matthew front and center above, the mission was successful. We walked the outlet mall from approx. 11:30 until 4, a lot of walking. I have been wanting a nice visit to the outlet mall...but to shop for fun. This was serious business with a deadline. He needed to be back to be ready by 5. I did take Sara back to one store, after Matthew was delivered to get ready for the dance, because she was such a trooper, being drug from one menswear store to another ALL day. Though exhausted, I am a content mom. Both kids knew that mom made special time for them, and served them in love. That is a joy.

Barry's outside supervising the biggest bonfire in farm history, hoping the wind dies down. Soon we will all collapse. Matthew's probably dancing, we'll be sleeping.

I'm Still Here

2008-04-16T13:46:00.004-04:00

(Check out the radio link at the bottom of the page for some music while you read!)

It's been a while, a week, since I last blogged. So, maybe nobody's out there any more. I've been a lazy writer. But...the show must go on!

It has been a busy few days! Friday class on friday; girls day out on Saturday, took the girls to Nim's Island; Sunday was church, The Jungle Book play at our community theater and our friend, Drew's, 50th b-day bash on roller skates. It was so fun to see all of the over 40's (and under 40's) having fun on wheels! Monday required a bit of recovery since the dishes and mess were reaching great heights. I required a bit of recovery too. I've been having some breathing issues related to allergy/asthma and so Tuesday was off to the doctor. Now I'm on steroids, joy. One day and I already feel SO much better, breathing is a precious thing. I thank God for breath because there have been a few times when it has been hard to come by.

Today Sara and I are working on cell structure, mitochondria, golgi bodies and endoplasmic reticulum etc., etc., etc..... Cells are indeed complex and we've studied 40 vocab. words supporting that claim. How much faith it requires to believe that these things could occur by random mutation. Just one cell is so amazingly complex, and I have no idea how many are in a human body. It's just beyond comprehension and leads me to be in awe again of the great God who created each mitochondria and each individual human being. It's easy to have faith in that.

I've also been cleaning up the dust bunnies today. I think they were ready to attack, looking a bit like dust Jack-a-lopes! Not so good when you are having allergy issues, so we're caging the wicked bunnies (in my vacuum bag.) Later we hope to go for a ride on the horses, if we can find them under the 1/2 inch of mud caked on there bodies. So, we'll have to leave extra time for mud removal.

The new kitties have grown a good bit and have opened their eyes. They all look about the same to me, but Sara tells me the picture above is of "Angel." Sara has her big volleyball tournament next friday, go Eagles! Barry is experiencing tax relief... relief that he finished on time. We're always down to the wire. We're hoping the college aid stuff got there in time (it's due at the same time as taxes). I'll try to do more blogging this week (although the weather IS warm, sunny and gorgeous!) Say hi if you're still out there. Oh, try out the new radio at the bottom of my page if you like while you read.

Let's Ride!

2008-04-09T11:10:00.006-04:00

Yesterday was our first big riding day. The weather had been nice enough before, but the people weren't healthy. So, we got to enjoy the most glorious spring day, outside on our horses. Now, horsey people know, that a horse that hasn't been ridden for a while is prone to all sorts of naughty behavior. They test you afresh as to whether you mean business, they want to have a little spring party fun and GO! They can also completely forget the place (and familiar sights) where they've ridden time after time after time...and react in fright. We had a little of that, but overall no major mishaps or unhappiness. My horse is naturally "scary" about new things, so he was nervous, but did well overall and I stayed on, that's most important. Sara rode Ricky the pony, and he was his usual hyper self, but behaved well also. She did have a minor problem, when she wasn't quite "tuned-in" to pony body language. He was at the end of the ride and started pawing the ground, which is what horses do before they reward themselves with a nice roll in the dirt. Maybe she thought he just wouldn't dare, but he did...and down they went. So, she had to bale off and then let the naughty pony have it. Sara didn't appreciate her mother laughing at the situation, but it was such a funny picture, and she really was in no danger. All in all it was very pleasant day.

Today was walking day three, nice weather has helped get me going. I'm enjoying the spring sightings, daffodils, nesting birds and gobbling turkeys. It's a great time to pray and think, which I find I really needed more that the extra half hour of sleep or GMA.

I like the alone time while I do barn chores too, another great time for thought and prayer. The horses have all been getting out a lot and that makes for a peaceful herd of equines. The rain just started to come down, the April showers the poem promises. I should run to the barn and put the horses in, but they'll be o.k. for a bit.

This afternoon is laundry time, and I'm going to be thinking about finding joy in the mundane, finding my joy in God while I work and thinking about the dear folks that I serve while I fold, sort and put it all away.

Ps.71:23 My lips will shout for joy,
when I sing praises to you;
my soul also, which you have redeemed.
24 And my tongue will talk of your righteous help all the day long

A New Day

2008-04-07T10:22:00.003-04:00

It looks like spring is finally springing on the farm, small signs of life are everywhere. The deadness is being transformed. Today was a time for change. I have been neglecting my health and the care of the body I was given. So, I decided to start walking in the a.m. before the day's work begins. I have several "issues" (bursitis in my hip and plantar fascitis in my heel) that may make it a challenge(can we say pain), but we'll see how it goes. It is always a joy to start your day out in the Lord's creation, with evidence of his handiwork new with each turn. I reached the end of our road this morning and startled a herd of deer, they never saw me coming. My neighbor's draft horses munched their hay, and geese, on a mission, were honking across the sky. It is such a blessing to live in this place where evidence of God is all around. Of course, we were able to find that evidence in the (more) concrete jungle of our former life, it is inescapable.

Psalm 19:1 The heavens declare the glory of God, and the sky above proclaims his handiwork. 2 Day to day pours out speech, and night to night reveals knowledge.

I'm also starting some dietary changes, I've been cutting out the coffee and trying to make better choices in general. All of these are great, but if I neglect my true source of strength and health, I will not succeed. Because, although these changes may be good, the change God looks on, is my heart. Am I drawing nearer to him, desiring more of Him and his Word? It is natural for us humans to try to fix our problems on our own, but we end up spinning the treadmill, and getting nowhere. God will not let anything else be my Saviour-not me, not friends, not success, not family. He is the only Saviour. I'm thankful for Christ's death on the cross, He pardoned me for all of the sinful choices I've made, like allowing myself to be satisfied with "things" rather than Him. I want to make better choices for my physical health, but, more importantly, I want to make "healthy" choices for my heart. I need a daily intake of God and His Word to grow and change.

Romans 12:1 by the mercies of God...present your bodies as a living sacrifice, holy and acceptable to God, which is your spiritual worship.2 Do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewal of your mind, that by testing you may discern what is the will of God, what is good and acceptable and perfect.

On Suffering

2008-04-03T11:55:00.009-04:00

Every Thorn Has It's Rose~
http://www.flickr.com/photos/peasap/1625639532/

If I didn't suffer,
would I still look to you?
If I never felt a pain,
what would I then do?
Would I lean upon myself,
be my own balm and might?
And blindly walk along, never needing,
never knowing it was night.
But kindly, you have loved me,
and have given me a thorn.
I'm sure I would not choose it,
but that would be so wrong.
A gift of love it makes me need,
and long for help and cry,
To the only one who can really see
because He is the light.
I cry for help, his balm is sweet,
He comes quickly to my side.
Because I come in lowliness,
I will not be denied.
Johanna

God is so kind to allow his people to suffer. Pain is used by God to keep me from wandering away. I know that I tend to become so self sufficient, but in his mercy he gives each of us trials: pain, suffering, loneliness and griefs in life that we, at the time, do not usually desire or understand. These are threads that He uses to hold us to himself, to keep us from wandering, thinking more of ourselves than we ought and being satisfied in small things. They show us our dependence upon Him. I know that I won't go looking for them, but when they come may I remember why.

Savannah and her brood

2008-04-02T00:58:00.001-04:00

A Quick Hello

2008-04-01T00:49:00.004-04:00

A quick hello to everyone out there, its late and I should be sleeping (actually it's early.) Barry's had the flu for 5 days, which alters life at home. He's been off from work Friday and today. Hope's to go back tomorrow (though when they hear him hack in the next cubicle, they'll likely want him to go back where he came from.) He is feeling much better. Sara was sick before him, but not as sick. I have a touch of something, but praying that'll be all. We had new kitties arrive about the same time as the flu. We took our "fat" barn cat to the vet for shots, the doc said, "Oh no, she's not pregnant." Well, she kept growing and a few weeks later... three little striped kitties. We planned to have her fixed but thought she was already pregnant...too late. She lost two kittens, 5 total, 3 live. Sara cared for dad and horses on Saturday so I could travel to Pittsburgh for a homeschool conference. The best part was hanging out with some wonderful lady friends. The Lord has been speaking in many ways, even gave me a song at 5 a.m. yesterday. Seems like He likes to talk to me in the wee hours when I really need to hear. I used to write a lot of songs, however this is the first in a long time- but it's not near to done yet. Well, off to sleep, sweet dreams dear ones.... I'll try to write again soon, and I have pictures to post too.

How's my Eye?

2008-03-26T13:08:00.006-04:00

"The hypocrite is like the waterman, that looks one way and rows another; the true Christian like the traveller, that has his journey’s end in his eye." ~ Matthew Henry

This morning I was reading Matthew 6:22...

“The eye is the lamp of the body. So, if your eye is healthy, your whole body will be full of light, 23 but if your eye is bad, your whole body will be full of darkness. If then the light in you is darkness, how great is the darkness!"

.... pondering it's meaning and how the eye connects to the heart. Blue, brown, hazel those don't tell you much about the heart. Squinty, lazy, cross-eyed, don't tell much about the heart. God looks upon our hearts, and the health he is concerned with here is spiritual not physical. My eye, if it is a lamp, lights the way, implying direction. A lamp also reveals what was in darkness, like a flashlight which shines all the way to my heart. What is my eye focused on today? What is it focused on in life? The direction of my gaze, is my goal and my direction. I am to be a traveler with my eye on the journey's end. God's glory is the journey's end. Did I wake up this morning with my eye focused on God's glory? How can my day and my heart glorify Him? If I'm not rowing in the right direction, where am I headed? Lots of questions. God wants our gaze to be upon him, not wandering here and there or over our shoulder (you know what happened with the over the shoulder glance...I don't want to be a pillar!) The things of this world are like a shiny lure to a big fish, but in the end lead to death. There are so many worthless things which can turn my eye, but I have a Saviour who is glorious. Lord, help me today to keep my gaze on you, You are better.

The Day Before, Easter, Today

2008-03-24T23:23:00.004-04:00

Changable, that's how I'd describe our weather over the past few days. These top two shots were the day before Easter when we got several inches of new snow. Dakota is obviously enjoying it more at this point than the humans , who've been led to believe that Easter is in the SPRINGTIME...
I was wondering how all the folks planning Easter egg hunts would like this weather. It would be easy to spot the eggs in the white snow I guess, UNLESS you buried them, hee...hee....

Still beautiful even if we're ready to say goodbye winter!

Wonderful worship at SGC, and happy chocotate grins preceded the most anticipated time of celebrating with dear friends.The Easter gathering was tons of fun! Below, the collegiate and almost collegiate guys having a little fun during dinner~ Dinner was followed by an Apples to Apples game with 15 players... all at one table...

Today, we took Matthew back to GCC, it was supposed to be an a.m. trip and prolonged itself to become a p.m. trip. This is a little pony that I always admire, NO, I do not need or want another horse (but he's sooooo cute!) We passed him on the way back, as you can see the weather did change from Sat to Mon.
Now a deep breath for the family as we depart from a happy, busy few days. The Lord blessed us with the sweetest times with our son, with our friends and with Him.

A Joyful Resurrection Day Everyone!

2008-03-23T00:43:00.003-04:00

Technically it is Easter, so Happy Easter friends and family. I say technically, because I'm actually still in my day before Easter, just up way tooo late. I've been running around like that famous headless chicken and I'm just settling in to blog for a moment to reward myself with a pinch of peace. We're getting ready for a houseful, and the anticipation is at the erupting point. Things are clean (for us) my toilet's still dirty, but there's hope to do it tomorrow. The baking is nigh to done. One lonely pie with about 10 minutes left, leaving just enough time for a pre-crash post. We've crossed off so many list items (though we keep adding to the list, what's up with that?) I was thinking about the joy that is ahead of us as I/we work. Ordinary chores are more meaningful when those you love are to be blessed with the result. My Jesus said that He was going to prepare a place for me, so that I could be with Him.

John 14 2 In my Father's house are many rooms. If it were not so, would I have told you that I go to prepare a place for you? 3 And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again and will take you to myself, that where I am you may be also. 4 And you know the way to where I am going.”5 Thomas said to him, “Lord, we do not know where you are going. How can we know the way?” 6 Jesus said to him, “I am the way, and the truth, and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me.

I know that my preparations for tomorrow are as nothing compared to what Jesus is preparing for his family. As I think of what he was willing to suffer on the cross to make a way for me to come to Him, I know that these preparations he's now making are Glorious. Jesus conquered sin and death and now prepares a place for me. If you don't know the way, remember what Jesus told Thomas~ I am the way.

2008-03-19T22:47:00.005-04:00

Oh, How Sweet!

This little guy is the cutest baby in the world, huh? This is my newest little Nephew, my brother's boy. He looks so much like our dad (and his dad) in his baby pictures, lucky little fella! I just couldn't resist sharing. We live far apart, so at least I can oooh over the new pictures.

Life is soggy on the farm today, and in most of this end of the country. The horses will be cooped up for a while. Because our pasture is small the horses can't get out when it's too mucky. They will either hurt themselves in the mud (they don't realize that high-speed stops in mud can cause injury) or destroy their paddock.

Today, I seemed to awaken with some unresolved fear, anger and guilt gripping my heart. It was left-over junk, I prayed through yesterday but it was not resolved because I was not putting my hope in God. (I had responded in anger to offense.) One thing I've discovered as a mom is that my kids are not going fulfill me, their love is imperfect. They hurt me, and I hurt them at times. Will I sink in hopelessness or trust God to make the changes in us? God was mercifully kind to speak so sweetly and directly to me this morning when those faithless fears were haunting me. I read:

Is. 41: 9 "You are my servant,
I have chosen you and not cast you off”;
10 fear not, for I am with you;
be not dismayed, for I am your God;
I will strengthen you, I will help you,
I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.
11 Behold, all who are incensed against you
shall be put to shame and confounded;
those who strive against you
shall be as nothing and shall perish.
12 You shall seek those who contend with you,
but you shall not find them;
those who war against you
shall be as nothing at all.
13 For I, the Lord your God,
hold your right hand;
it is I who say to you, “Fear not,
I am the one who helps you.”
14 Fear not, you worm Jacob,
you men of Israel!
I am the one who helps you, declares the Lord;
your Redeemer is the Holy One of Israel.

Now the point is not to rejoice that my enemy will perish, but that the sin in myself and my offspring are not my battle. God fights my battles, and never loses. He is my helper and my strength. I am not alone to face my sin or to face arrows, that may even come from those whom I love dearly. He will be my Redeemer to rescue when I am sinking down. A redeemer recovers His property, I am his...a Redeemer restores honor. I am not worthy of honor on my own, but because I have a redeemer I receive honor, when sin would steal it.

The day's outlook was transformed when I went to God to listen to Him speak to my need through His Word, The Bible. Give it a try, it's so sweet.
Psalm 119:103 How sweet are your words to my taste, sweeter than honey to my mouth!

2008-03-18T17:56:00.003-04:00

Life Unscripted

Heading out the door in about 5 minutes, so this'll be a short hello. Above you'll see a snapshot of life. Our family room to be more precise. So, the spring cleaning I mentioned yesterday has not worked it's way down here yet. I've actually made more mess as I'm in the midst of laundry and the sofa is it's temporary home. This day sort of whizzed by, a blur of baking, horses and MS Word problems, seems I'm outdated, and there's no updating. Sara started her volleyball season this week and is off to practice now. Barry also plays in a league for our church and helps coach Sara's team as well. Matthew's mixing schoolwork with facebook today. We're on our way to our church parent/teen care group and we are the bearers of the snack so I guess I'd better fly... the kids have been dieing to eat the brownies all day, alas the time is here. Well ta-ta.

2008-03-17T14:37:00.011-04:00

Who is that?
Love this pic of Dakota looking at his reflection

Sara digs up a skunk cabbage-brave and wild (they stink!)

Oh, what a beautiful day on the farm. The sun is shining, the sky is blue. It's so funny how sunshine just seems to make everything bright inside and out. It is still brisk here, but the horses are out romping and rolling in the mud. If you don't know horses, that is the first thing they like to do when they escape from their stable prison...a good roll in the mud! I'm enjoying it as well, but don't feel inspired to go roll in the mud. We had a leisurely morning enjoying morning conversation with the collegiate. Put the corned beef in the crock-hey I'm Irish (1/4 at least), gotta have the brisket! Then off to do barn chores. Lunch, blog, next comes tackling some mess. The clutter is calling for spring cleaning! It will at least get a start today. Barry has diligently been digging through box after box of old records and papers and purging this week. It's a big chore.

Yesterday was a sabbath rest day. Wonderful worship, wonderful nap and wonderful fellowship with the kids friends visiting. Sara and her friend Peter trekked about the woods looking for photo ops. and exploring woodpecker habitat. Matthew had the guys over for video games, pizza/wings and general "hanging out." Sunday is usually the only nap day I get unless I'm sick or extremely worn out, and that makes it sweet.

Easter is less than a week away now, and as we prepare our home with spring cleaning and clean up for relatives or friends, I want to reflect on the cleaning that I don't have to do. I don't have to "clean up my act," do good works to earn my way into heaven. I couldn't if I tried. Jesus did the spring cleaning of my heart when he humbled himself to death on the cross on my behalf:

I John 1:9 If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just to forgive us our sins and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness.

Phil 2:5 Have this mind among yourselves, which is yours in Christ Jesus, 6 who, though he was in the form of God, did not count equality with God a thing to be grasped, 7 but made himself nothing, taking the form of a servant, being born in the likeness of men. 8 And being found in human form, he humbled himself by becoming obedient to the point of death, even death on a cross. 9 Therefore God has highly exalted him and bestowed on him the name that is above every name, 10 so that at the name of Jesus every knee should bow, in heaven and on earth and under the earth, 11 and every tongue confess that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father.

As I dive into the spring cleaning this week, I will remember as I work, the exalted Christ who humbly died on a cross to cleanse me from the sin which I could not clean up.

2008-03-15T10:02:00.005-04:00

God's Holy Mountain

I am grateful today, and this is why:

Hebrews 12:22 ...But you have come to Mount Zion and to the city of the living God, the heavenly Jerusalem, and to innumerable angels in festal gathering, 23 and to the assembly of the firstborn who are enrolled in heaven, and to God, the judge of all, and to the spirits of the righteous made perfect, 24 and to Jesus, the mediator of a new covenant, and to the sprinkled blood that speaks a better word than the blood of Abel.

25 See that you do not refuse him who is speaking. For if they did not escape when they refused him who warned them on earth, much less will we escape if we reject him who warns from heaven. 26 At that time his voice shook the earth, but now he has promised, “Yet once more I will shake not only the earth but also the heavens.” 27 This phrase, “Yet once more,” indicates the removal of things that are shaken—that is, things that have been made—in order that the things that cannot be shaken may remain. 28 Therefore let us be grateful for receiving a kingdom that cannot be shaken, and thus let us offer to God acceptable worship, with reverence and awe, 29 for our God is a consuming fire.

What proceeded this passage was a reminder of how things were, how they used to be before we had this opportunity to come to Christ. God thundered, the people feared, no one could even touch the Mountain of God. God gave the people the ten commandments so that we would clearly be able to see the sin in ourselves which separates us from Him. Have you ever lied...you're a liar. Have you ever stolen...you're a thief. Have you ever lusted...you are an adulterer. Have you loved God perfectly? You are a guilty sinner and cannot approach God in that state. He won't simply overlook our sin.

Exodus 19:12- ‘Take care not to go up into the mountain or touch the edge of it. Whoever touches the mountain shall be put to death. 13 No hand shall touch him, but he shall be stoned or shot; whether beast or man, he shall not live.’

But now because Christ has removed the barrier caused by sin (my sin), I can come to Him. I do not fear that he will put me to death for coming to Him, contrary, He calls me to come to Him, "Come unto me..." This is only possible because he paid the penalty for my sin through His death on the cross, so now God sees me with the righteousness that belongs to His son Jesus. I am grateful because I can come to him. I belong to the Kingdom, so I will not be shaken- nothing can separate me from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus my Lord. Are you certain that when God shakes the earth and heavens you will stand? You can be sure... turn away from your sin and receive the pardon which he has offered... before it's too late. And if you already have, be grateful today.... and enjoy the festal gathering.

2008-03-12T14:07:00.003-04:00

This is a shot our dear son took at college. He's been doing a bit of photography in his "free time." He's taken some very nice shots. My format seems a bit off.

Wanted to update anyone who had prayed for the man in the accident that I asked prayer for back in "My Headache." He passed away last Friday. He leaves behind a wife and two small boys.

The kitty is safely home from surgery, not too stir-crazy...yet. He has to be "contained" for 10 days. We'll see how that goes. Horses did well with their hoof trimmings/shoeing. One horse doesn't like the nails to be pounded in and was nervous, but all went well. I'm going to take a nap and then tackle some housework.
Gnight (in the afternoon)

Scouter gets snipped

2008-03-11T22:37:00.002-04:00

Our newest addition to the kitty family on the farm is recovering from his "little surgery" today. Tomorrow, bright and early he comes home. He's a cute little guy who arrived with his stray mommy this summer. Surgery today, as he's coming of age and we don't want to propagate the problem that brought him to us. He is notably scared of the husband, and is the first animal that I've known to not like Barry. Barry is rather mystified at the whys of it all, as he is accustomed to loving and being loved by God's creatures. Scout's favorite recreational activity is pouncing on unsuspecting feet under the covers at night, which is great sport for him until he gets an uncovered foot which leads to screams and blood. He is the only kitty here that does not believe in retracting those claws and so it can be hard for him to find a human playmate.

Sara also saw the doc today and now being treated for an infection in her toe. She's o.k. has to take an antibiotic. The doctor trip meant a mother daughter outing to one of our favorite thrift stores (we love thrift stores) as it is near the doc. We love coming back with a bag of "finds" at a fraction of the retail, it's a ball for us. I'm glad Sara enjoys it as much as I do so we can share the fun!

Tomorrow the farrier comes as soon as we return with the kitty. It takes about half the day to get all of the horses trimmed and shod (not everyone gets shoes.) So it is a loooooong day and I'm always ready to crash when he leaves (and frozen like a Popsicle at this time of year.) We always hope and pray for good horsey behavior when he comes, it can become very stressful when a very large animal is unhappy with the farrier.

Matthew's busy with mid-terms this week and we're looking forward to having him home this weekend for spring break until after Easter.

Saw a big tom turkey out behind the house when we got up yesterday, I took pictures but they weren't blog worthy. Lots of deer hanging out too. Who knows what we'll see out the window tomorrow? Thank you Lord that where we walk, we walk with You.
G'Night All

Micah 6:8 He has told you, O man, what is good; and what does the Lord require of you but to do justice, and to love kindness,and to walk humbly with your God?

Nothing Like Daddy's love

2008-03-10T23:53:00.002-04:00

A sweet snuggle from last summer, a precious moment's rest in Daddy's arms, loved and at peace. I remember fondly the many snuggles as a girl in my Daddy's lap. This is the love my heavenly Father delights in, the moments when I rest in His arms are His delight as well as mine. When I rest here, He gives me faith to trust that He is who He is and is able to accomplish on my behalf what is for my best. Perhaps not the many things that I thought I should be doing when I was not resting with my gaze upon His face. I spend far too much time lamenting my sin and not enough time gazing upon His face. When my eyes are on His, I long to do nothing but obey Him. I am not thinking about my temptations, failures or foibles. I will be tempted and fail and fall, but He is my Daddy, Abba, and will love me. So I will trust him.
G'Night

Matt. 19:14 but Jesus said, “Let the little children come to me and do not hinder them, for to such belongs the kingdom of heaven.”

2008-03-06T13:08:00.003-05:00

Haven't been writing much lately, as I've had a lot of headaches this week, but wanted to say hello to the world today as I'm feeling well again. Yesterday I felt O.K. as well, but it was grocery day and that is a big operation of many hours, followed by a crash landing. We tend to shop big approx. once a month and it was the day. It is a bit warmer today (40ish) and the horses are out to play. Was looking through our pics trying to find a springy one, because I wanted to inspire myself and to remember how lovely the flowers and leaves are, and happened on this one which someone in the family took last summer. I just marvel at the beauty God has created. Every time I step out the door I could take a new shot that displays beauty which he has created for His Glory and our pleasure. I'm sure this beauty draws me to think of him.

My mind turns to the contrast of this beauty, with the appalling scene of the very same God who created the flowers and sunsets, his Son's body, shredded and pouring out blood for me on the cross...displays His Glory all the more. No beauty on earth can compare to God's gift of himself for man, making the (my) hideous heart beautiful. Everything our eyes see will pass away. God's glory remains.

Is. 60:19The sun shall no more be your light by day, nor for brightness shall the moon give light to you, but the Lord shall be to you an everlasting light, and your God your glory and your beauty.
20Your sun shall no more go down, nor shall your moon withdraw itself, for the Lord shall be your everlasting light, and the days of your mourning shall be ended.
21Your people also shall all be [uncompromisingly and consistently] righteous; they shall possess the land forever, the branch of My planting, the work of My hands, that I may be glorified. (Amp.)

Three Amigas go Down!

2008-03-04T13:51:00.004-05:00

The Message
Ps133:1-3 How wonderful, how beautiful, when brothers and sisters get along!

What a Ride!

2008-03-04T00:02:00.004-05:00

This is what we're doing with our riding arena
these days! What a ball Sara and Friends had!
The horses are happy too (see below)!

Weekend of Snowy Fun

2008-03-03T23:15:00.002-05:00

My Headache Yesterday

2008-03-03T10:03:00.003-05:00

Yesterday was a very eventful day. Early rise to be to church early for worship team practice, worship service. A great message from my pastor required a lot of extra effort for me since I've had a nagging headache for three days. So was ready to head out the door right away and home to bed, completely focused on myself, my pain, my needs. The Lord had something to say to me about my pain and self-focus. It is interesting that pain is a gift from him which I dare say reveals more about us than we'd often like to know. I left church with thoughts only of my bed and myself, period. Shortly after getting on the expressway home I came upon an accident scene with a little boy with a desperate look on his face and a mother waving for help. It was a serious accident. I pulled over because there were no emergency workers on the scene, and the little boy's desperate look was irresistible. "My boot, my boot," he cried, his snowboot laying in the expressway. I guess a coping mechanism kicked in for him to be focused on the boot, with his own pain, a wrecked truck and dad laying helplessly in the snow. I reassured him that I'd get his boot, and did. Another gentleman helped me get him settled on the tail gate of the truck and assess how he was. He seemed to have minor injuries, maybe a broken foot. I walked from that scene to where I guess Dad had been thrown to, he was in serious condition. His skull was broken and brain exposed, but he was breathing. I removed the other little boy from that scene, knowing these were not good images for a small child to linger on and held his hand at his brother's side waiting for help. I was privileged to be able to hold a confused little boy's hand and hold mom as moments later her husband was life flighted away. As I left the scene, my thoughts were no longer on myself or on my headache. God had shown me real need. I was no longer longing to satisfy myself, comfort myself...a small glimspe of what an hour could be for if not spent caring for me. I'm grateful for my headache and what it taught me.

(Please say a prayer for this family, I don't know how things turned out)

An Early Arrival

2008-02-27T13:29:00.004-05:00

Another encouraging hint that spring is on it's way, a little flock of robins came to call a few days ago. This morning they made an appearance behind the house, all fluffed up trying to stay warm, no doubt. It seems their arrival is a bit early? The bird feeder is like grand central with all the snow on the ground prohibiting all the little guys from finding their regular chow. We enjoy them, the cat's especially enjoy watching them. Our pastor taught from Luke on Sunday and a verse from his sermon comes to mind with the robins arrival:

Luke 12:32 “Fear not, little flock, for it is your Father's good pleasure to give you the kingdom."

This verse is just so sweet as it speaks to me of how tenderly God cares for us, how he anticipates our weakness and reassures us of his loving intent, which is beyond any security, or comfort we've ever known. He will not only keep us safe, but He will give us HIMself. What does a flock need? Not just safety, but also a leader, a direction. Having Him means we are safe, but also loved. It speaks of our reliance, the robins do not make seeds, worms or bird feeders for themselves. We cannot produce what only our generous Father chooses to give to us. Thank you Father for giving yourself to your little flock.

The Trunk

2008-02-24T22:04:00.003-05:00

The college man is delivered back to his hall brothers. He returned with a love seat. How he could fit any more into that little room is indeed a wonder. The trunk that went to college with me about 20 yrs. back also went off to college with my son today. I think (have to check,) this was also my dad's trunk from his military days and so probably traveled another 20+ yrs before, with him. I think it started out olive/khaki green, then it was the ugly gold color of our refrigerator. I'm sure it was lovely back then, the envy of the neighborhood, today's stainless. I think the fridge got a touch-up and so the paint was on hand when I was off to college. It became a game trunk/coffee table, painted dark navy in our first home. Where it will travel next, who knows. It will probably outlast all of us and maybe travel on to dorm rooms of the future grand kids.

Though the trunk may endure beyond us, there is only one who will truly endure and He is the one I am learning to place my trust in day by day. My hope, security, safety, strength, peace, love come from one source... I am learning not to trust others or myself to provide for me, my dependence is on God. That's the legacy that endures beyond the trunk. G'night

Proverbs 3
5 Trust in the Lord with all your heart,
and do not lean on your own understanding.
6 In all your ways acknowledge him,
and he will make straight your paths.
7 Be not wise in your own eyes;
fear the Lord, and turn away from evil.

Bath day for the old dog

2008-02-22T23:13:00.003-05:00

Nika and Josh

Matthew arrived home as scheduled and we've been laying low here at home, enjoying his company. He's having a Lost (the t.v. show) marathon, watching the shows online.

Snow day today (yesterday, cause it's past midnight.) It was our friday class day for our homeschool group, and no class today due to the snow. Seems to be the theme lately. We had snow, then a bit of ice, now it's snowing again. We used our "day off," to attack two back-burner goals: bath the very grungy, old, blind dog and adhere some fingernails to Sara's fingers.

The dog hasn't been bathed in a long, long, time, mostly due to "fear of dog." The dog has always been a bit crotchety especially when it comes to grooming activities, and now with the onset of blindness, many things she can't see become THE ENEMY. So we were concerned that the bath may leave us with less digits than we started with. However, the dog was a perfect pup in the tub, albeit a bit disoriented being plopped into a full tub of water. No teeth were bared, no snarl... all was well. Afterwards she cooperated completely with brushing (which she never does.) Can't blame her- she has sooooo much hair, generally you could knit a sweater with what comes off after her bath.

Next project was the finger nails, which I hate to mention as I'd like to protect the innocent (who?), but it was just too sad/funny (it's only starting to seem funny.) I've never glued on a fake fingernail before in my life, and for some reason, my sweet daughter entrusted this task to me, which she knew nothing of either. Sara has trouble growing the nails and thought this would be fun. Well those little buggers just seem to scamper away because of their curves, and scampering things with super glue...not good. I was anxious before I started, and it grew as I discovered my lack of dexterity. We managed to get most of them on after repositioning a few. THEN.... it happened... one slid (scampered, I tell you.) As I went for the save, made the save, I discovered that the fingernail was not attached to Sara's fingernail, but to my finger's flesh. STUCK FAST. My first reaction was a run to the sink, although I realized that this was in vain as this was superglue. Acetone, that's the only thing to take it off. We had nail polish remover with acetone, (not as strong as the straight stuff,) so I proceeded to soak it. I was stuck at around 4 and not freed until about 6:30. You have to let the nail completely dissolve, to get it off. My skin was so wrinkled up I really thought it would never be the same (it seems o.k. now, just a little wrinkly.) I found out that I'm not cut out to be a manicurist, not now, not ever. Should've gotten a pic of me with the nail on the wrong side of my finger to post here, Hmm...what would the caption be? To top it off, a few of the others have fallen off since the initial placement, leading to my daughter's realization that things don't always turn out the way you hoped they might. It was funny. But...
I really had to struggle in my heart with irritation at the situation when it was happening. We had plans for the evening that had to be laid aside-to go and worship (angry that you can't worship...doesn't sound too Godly, huh?) I was also irritated because I was afraid that my finger would sustain damage or that I'd have to go to the hospital to have it removed. Fear and anger over a situation that was passing, and even, funny. Wow, I need a Saviour. I think Sara even learned a small something. The roads were pretty bad tonight, and we were safe at home because of this. We also had a wonderful time sitting by the fire together, listening to the sweet sound of the guitar, as my son picked. God's plan is always good.
G'night

Jeremiah 29:
11 For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord, plans for welfare and not for evil, to give you a future and a hope.

Morning Glory

2008-02-21T12:38:00.004-05:00

Awaiting the day.....

2008-02-20T09:51:00.003-05:00

Today, the college kid comes home. We always have great eagerness, anticipation before his return to us. He is loved, missed and just leaves an empty spot when he's away.
It made me realize two things, one how much more the Father would anticipate our reunion in heaven, if in my incomplete human love I feel this for my son. Second, my great need for prayer. It is such a gift to be able to connect to my son by email, cell etc... in ways I couldn't do in my college days. I remember feeling such a disconnect from my family. Our communication options are so much better these days. And yet we don't communicate as well as we could. It is the same with prayer. God has given this wonderful opportunity for uninterrupted communication with him. We need not ever feel parted, but I interrupt our communion when I am prayerless. I don't need to wait for heaven for communion with God, What a Blessing! Yet if I don't call or email what does that say? I am so thankful for His mercy, because he knows this tendency in my heart. He sent the Helper to help me with this, because He knew. Can't wait to see my "boy." Can't wait to pray.

Thessalonians 5:16-18

16 Rejoice always, 17 pray without ceasing, 18 in everything give thanks; for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you.

Strength for all things

2008-02-18T23:24:00.005-05:00

This is the time of year that everything seems to start groaning "Spring..." The days are growing light longer, and an intermittent warm day such as yesterday, teases us that it is coming. Today the glimpse was gone, wind and cold returned and a bit of snow covering again. We were happy for the warm day as our drive was really icy and most melted away. It definitely would have terrified my dear UPS man. He would have turned tails. Not many venture up the driveway in the winter, it is not for the faint at heart. It can take some skill even with 4 wheel drive at times. It never seems to stop the gas well tender though, they'll drive through anything. This time reminds me of the wait we have for the winter to end in the spiritual realm, awaiting the springtime, no more ice and no more tears.

Today was not a stellar day for the teen and I, and although I know these years and their trials are minor and very momentary, I really need God in it. I am so weak, uncertain, unwise and self-preserving. I must have His help to make it through even these "little trials."
Like today, I was pressed to ask for strength to face a messy closet. The thing seemed like a MOUNTAIN, which of course it was not, but my vision is always skewed and I really need his vision, his strength, his help. How precious when he shows his love in concern over our small/practical stuff. A God that big cares about "my" little world. No doubt, the real mountainous trials do come and you may even be experiencing a REAL mountain now. If he cares about my closet and my teen (yes) then how much more can he help us climb the mountains. He is loving, merciful, and near in our trials. He is training me up and holding me up... He is eager to hold you up too. G'Night friends

Ephesians 3: (amp)

16May He grant you out of the rich treasury of His glory to be strengthened and reinforced with mighty power in the inner man by the [Holy] Spirit [Himself indwelling your innermost being and personality].
17May Christ through your faith [actually] dwell (settle down, abide, make His permanent home) in your hearts! May you be rooted deep in love and founded securely on love,
18That you may have the power and be strong to apprehend and grasp with all the saints [God's devoted people, the experience of that love] what is the breadth and length and height and depth [of it];
19[That you may really come] to know [practically, through experience for yourselves] the love of Christ, which far surpasses mere knowledge [without experience]; that you may be filled [through all your being] unto all the fullness of God [may have the richest measure of the divine Presence, and become a body wholly filled and flooded with God Himself]!

Chef of the week

2008-02-15T00:01:00.003-05:00

Before & After

Sara has been busy in the kitchen this week. After being tempted by a yummy Rachel Ray dish, we decided to give it a try-Eggplant Steaks. Sara really likes eggplant, so we dove into the unknown and conquered the eggplant. We're happy to report that they worked out just as Rachel promised (see the lovely golden brown eggplant perfection above.) They weren't quite done in this shot, they had to get sauced (tomato/pesto), cheesed and broiled. Mmmmm! Yummy stuff. The chef is a bit under the weather now, but still managed to make a mean banana bread tonight. For the recipe, I must give credit to my dear old (but very young) friend residing in sunny FL. I couldn't make banana bread until she shared her recipe, mine were overdone ALL the time. She saved me from dark brown banana bread. We're hoping the chef will be feeling better by tomorrow for homeschool co-op.

No school today, sick girl watched TV most of the day. Banana bread was the only deviation. Valentines day celebrating was low key, we prefer to go out over the weekend when we don't have to compete for our dinner table. Not much goin' on here, we don't travel out a lot with the snow and gas prices as they are. Just simple days. But God is teaching/challenging in the simple days. I am being changed. I have been praying that God would increase my desire for Him... I know that He is pleased when I see my need for Him. Last night, I got a glimpse of my ugly heart, as selfishness oozed from me. When I come to my senses (because the Holy Spirit doesn't let me stay there), I wonder, 'how can I be a new creation?' (he says I am.) I excused my sin. I must remember what Jesus accomplished, this is the truth:

2 Cor 5:15 and he died for all, that those who live might no longer live for themselves but for him who for their sake died and was raised..... 17 Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation. The old has passed away; behold, the new has come.... in Christ God was reconciling the world to himself, not counting their trespasses against them...20 Therefore, we are ambassadors for Christ, God making his appeal through us. We implore you on behalf of Christ, be reconciled to God. 21 For our sake he made him to be sin who knew no sin, so that in him we might become the righteousness of God.

I must trust His word is true, He forgives me. Not because of my goodness, but because of His mercy. I am a new creation and his ambassador.
G'night

Cabin Fever, dreamin' of clover.....

2008-02-13T17:36:00.001-05:00

Look, What fun you're missing!

2008-02-12T14:06:00.002-05:00

Snow, snow and more snow....

We finally got the big snow today, I'm not sure on the current total, somewhere around 5 inches I'd guess. I'll ask the kind husband when he returns from the barn. The kids have been waiting for this kind of snow, the previous snows haven't amounted to much and were not the best for sledding. The new snow tube (thanks mom) was ceremoniously inflated (with help from good friends and their compressor) and readied for action. Well, tubing wasn't working so well because the snow was deep so Barry pulled the tube and it's passengers down the hill behind the 4wheeler and then back up the hill. Uphill on the sled, every kids dream. The dog went nuts yapping and lunging at the girls and so had to sit ON the 4wheeler, back seat driving. After that, the new path made for better sledding.

Barry reports 6 inches of snow, and we're expecting a few more tonight and maybe some ice too.

The day seems to start more slowly when the snow flies, even though we home school. School goes on whether or not there's weather. No cancellation, but we were delayed. Barry fixed the 4 wheeler so we could plow our way out of our home. We did schoolwork. Tubing tonight. Sara has a guest for a school night, the goal is to do school together tomorrow.

Was reading in Colossians today, about the mystery of God. If you don't know what the mystery is... I'll be mysterious.... you can look in the bible, book of Colossians Ch 1:24-2:3. There lies the mystery of God, revealed.
G'Night

2008-02-10T00:20:00.001-05:00

Whiter than snow

God, This is how you see my heart because of Christ's sacrifice for me~Thank you!
You have washed me whiter than snow....

51:1 Have mercy on me, O God,
according to your steadfast love;
according to your abundant mercy
blot out my transgressions.
2 Wash me thoroughly from my iniquity,
and cleanse me from my sin!

3 For I know my transgressions,
and my sin is ever before me.
4 Against you, you only, have I sinned
and done what is evil in your sight,
so that you may be justified in your words
and blameless in your judgment.
5 Behold, I was brought forth in iniquity,
and in sin did my mother conceive me.
6 Behold, you delight in truth in the inward being,
and you teach me wisdom in the secret heart.

7 Purge me with hyssop, and I shall be clean;
wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow.

I'm so grateful that you planned from the beginning of all time to do this for us.. blotting out our transgressions. The older I get the more my sin seems 'ever before me', I have an increasing awareness of my need to be cleansed by the only one who is able to do that.

Bitter cold is the word for the night on the farm with temps currently around zero, and wind chills well below zero. The horsies are all snug in their coats in the barn and all other creatures safely inside. One barn kitty out somewhere, hoping she's O.K. A quick thank you to those praying for my vertabrae, I'm feeling much better. Our boy is sick at college (as is his whole hall), so he'd appreciate your prayers too. Thanks for reading friends and family!
Love & G'Night

...And now snow

2008-02-09T23:50:00.000-05:00

Dogwood (Barry)

Hemlocks by the house (me)

Awoke to this beautiful scene this morning. Barry and "the girls," Sara & Co. went for a glide around the farm on cross country skiis. I'm still not "up to snuff" in the back/neck dept. and so opted to work inside. It wasn't too cold so it was great skiing weather. Barry worked in the barn, 4 wheeler died, bad hose. It is our snow plow, so hoping the expected snow tomorrow will be on the light side. He has to run for parts. Tonight was our parent/teen group at church, then home for a late dinner (actually was the belated anniversary dinner.) Now off to bed, church in the a.m., that is if the weather cooperates. We're kinda way back, as our visitors like to remind us.
G'Night

2008-02-08T23:40:00.000-05:00

Rain Kissed Trees

We had a moment the other day, so fleeting that I sprang up for the camera. Stepping out on the front porch the forest was wet, and drippy with rain and dark, but all of sudden the sun shone through and the scene was transformed. My pictures don't do it justice unfortunately, but it was an "awe" moment... the droplets became little sparking jewels... and then it was gone. But God allowed me to be a witness.

2008-02-05T22:40:00.000-05:00

Well, no new news, no new pictures. I'm not feeling very witty and I don't want to overdose my lighthearted friends and family with heavy thought tonight (maybe tomorrow, though.) It was a gray day on the farm, even the dog thought it too gloomy to go out in. I don't think he ventured out until afternoon. It was misty and mucky. We had heavy rains in the night and early this morning- which sent Barry's pond up to it's rim. I enjoy the thundering sound of the water spilling over into the drain. The power of water is so.... uh, powerful.??
I need to confess too much wasted time the past couple of days, I like to take advantage of the fact that I'm not feeling well, to excuse some laziness. Now you know. I am a sinner, and that would be sin. So now, I'm about due to get to bed (at a decent hour) so that I will have adequate rest to manage whatever comes tomorrow. Pain is not an excuse for laziness, I need God's help to walk through every day whatever trial, pain, or joy may come. His Grace is sufficient for the day. Say hi sometime,
G'Night

But now you belong to Christ Jesus. Though you once were far away from God, now you have been brought near to him because of the blood of Christ. Eph 2:13 NLT

He sees with a steady gaze

2008-02-05T00:15:00.000-05:00

My own sight of the precious blood is for my comfort; but it is the LORD's sight of it which secures my safety. Even when I am unable to behold it, the LORD looks at it and passes over me because of it. If I am not so much at ease as I ought to be, because my faith is dim, yet I am equally safe because the LORD's eye is not dim, and He sees the blood of the great Sacrifice with steady gaze. What a joy is this! ~C. H. Spurgeon
Often, I find my faith becoming dim. I just don't "feel" close to God. I am distracted, self-absorbed, prone to wander. I'm not looking at what Christ's sacrifice has won. What a comfort it is that my security is never in question because I feel far off from God. I have been purchased by this blood, I am his child. I am safe because He always sees me covered by the blood of Christ. Even when I am not looking, He is... and he sees Christ's blood instead of my sinful, wandering heart. I came upon this quote tonight, and I am so grateful to God for his mercy. I am not less secure when I sin, because of how I am seen by God. This knowledge frees me from living under condemnation, which just paralyzes. The security grants freedom to live for Him without fear. It isn't security to do what I want, but security which frees me to serve Him.
What do you need to do to have this security? You must turn to Christ, admit that you have sinned, turn away from your sin and toward God. Talk to Him. There is no security outside of this, because only the blood of Christ can remove the punishment that we all have earned for living our lives as we pleased... without Him (this is what sin is). If you're reading this, maybe it is because you were meant to. As a Christian you will gain this security, you will know this joy.
G'night

2008-02-04T14:30:00.000-05:00

Psalm 18:1-2
I love you, O LORD, my strength. The LORD is my rock, my fortress and my deliverer; my God is my rock, in whom I take refuge. He is my shield and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold.

Great Game!

2008-02-04T13:15:00.000-05:00

Well, I'm sure my brother-in-law will disagree with me, but wow, what a game! I do feel his pain, however, I must confess rejoicing with each sack Tom Brady received last night. This is the only appropriate response for a Steeler fan (and probably every other NFL team fan!) Sorry, can't be sad that the near-perfect record is only near perfect. In the end it comes down to that one 60 minute game. Anyway, it was a nail biter till the wonderful end.
We made it in the door just in time for the game last night after, a long and happy day. Got up early, and headed north, to a place in the middle of nowhere called Fairview...went to visit White Stone church. A warm and friendly greeting, time of worship and fellowship were enjoyed. They spared us a McDonalds run with their kind hospitality and homemade soup. It was a sweet time. After our goodbyes, we continued northward to vistit Matthew at college. Actually we were delivering/picking up his "stuff," running to Walmart for him, and visiting briefly. He had a lot of studying to do, so we hung out, hugged and were headed south again.
On Saturday Barry and Sara tried out the rail sled on our icy driveway, I heard happy squeals as I saw a flash of Sara flying down the hill. That should have been my clue that this pursuit was not intended for "mature, ie. over forty"women such as I. Nevertheless, after being lulled into a false sense of security by my family, looking at me like "mom's a big chicken..." I proceeded to do what i should not have done, got on a rail sled, on a steep hill which was solid ice. Despite dragging the feet behind, I flew! Unfortunately, my steering skills must be lacking. I was really trying to steer away from the tree which I was about to crash into, but not until the second before I hit did I bail. I lay there for effect, as well as for pain, as my family approached with a mix of concern and mockery. I hoisted myself up and found I was still alive, which I do consider a miracle. I did shred my ski pants, but no blood, yea! The past two days the back/neck have been an issue though, and went through all of yesterday's fun with a related headache. But considering the headache I thought I might have, I'll deal with this. I am praying, cause it's slowing me down. I'll wait for snow next time, that ice stuff, uh, uh, not for me. Life is precious. Anyway, I can't say G'night, like usual, since I'm actually writing in the DAYtime, amazing. So, I'll say,
G'Day

As a deer....

2008-01-31T22:32:00.000-05:00

Psalm 42

1 As a deer pants for flowing streams,
so pants my soul for you, O God.
2 My soul thirsts for God,
for the living God.

I am thankful that God makes my heart restless until it finds rest in Him. All of the things that we hope will satisfy, do not, and so we are restless. Restless and thirsty. I was trying to imagine the parched deer in the Psalm above, the picture in my mind was a pitiful one, not like the handsome satisfied deer in this photo. I also thought, this is how the deer which the hunters have brought in on our farm look. They of course will not thirst again, but the desperate, tongue hanging image remains. I want to be this desperate for God. I'm asking God to make me this desperate, thirsty, parched. Jesus knew I would be thirsty, he knew what I needed, the water only He can give. Without water we cannot live, but John 4 says,

10 Jesus answered her, “If you knew the gift of God, and who it is that is saying to you, ‘Give me a drink,’ you would have asked him, and he would have given you living water.”

My need is for God, not for anything this world can give. He offers the water, He wants to give it.

John 7:37 Jesus stood up and cried out, “If anyone thirsts, let him come to me and drink.

G'Night

What a face

2008-01-28T23:34:00.001-05:00

This is Josh, he is the class clown among cats. Hang around awhile and I'm sure you'll see more kitties. If you don't like cats, we have dogs and horses too. The animals teach us a lot about ourselves. They bring out the best and worst in us, God uses them to show us our hearts all the time!

The horses lept for joy today, they twisted, turned, bucked and reared all for the joy of freedom. They've been cooped up in the barn for a while, so today when the doors flew open... They were FREE! They rolled in the mud, they rolled in the snow. I need to remember the joy of freedom is mine always. I'm not cooped up, I am free. Lord, give me a heart of joy as free as my horses, to realize what you've given in Christ, sweet freedom.

Sara did a cool experiment today on the fragility of enzymes, it is so amazing to see how heating fresh pineapple totally destroys the enzymes in it. Our bodies need enzymes and because they are so fragile they must be constantly renewed. That is how fragile we are, that is how dependent we are on someone to hold it all together. Who can hold together enzymes that our bodies need ? Who can continually recreate them to sustain us? I never even thought about enzymes in our bodies before today. I surely can't do anything to will these enzymes to function, and yet they do. It is marvelous. Science taught me today anew about God: He holds all things together! I know this, but when I see it, wow...

Psalm 139
13For you formed my inward parts;
you knitted me together in my mother’s womb.
14I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made.Wonderful are your works;
my soul knows it very well.
15 My frame was not hidden from you,when I was being made in secret,
intricately woven in the depths of the earth.
16Your eyes saw my unformed substance;in your book were written, every one of them,
the days that were formed for me,
when as yet there was none of them.
17How precious to me are your thoughts, O God!
How vast is the sum of them!

G'Night

The Fudge

2008-01-27T22:16:00.000-05:00

Well, the fudge wasn't fudge. It became a sort of chocolate taffy, very chewy. The kids think it tastes great so it's "all good." The weekend was designated for barn cleanup since the weather was a bit milder. Barry hauled several loads of sawdust from a local Amish sawmill yesterday. We use this as bedding for our horses' stalls. He got to chat will the Amish man, who was harvesting. "What do you think the Amish harvest in January?" he came home and asked Sara. Puzzled....Barry, with a glint answered, "ice." They were cutting the ice from their pond, for their ice houses-big, insulated refrigerators that will last through until next winter. After returning with sawdust there was a lot of manure to remove. Manure is a family affair for us, which makes it much more enjoyable. It took two days to finish. Only part of today actually. Started today early, a bit of snow to negotiate on the way to church...I'm still a southerner (and we were never that far south anyway!) as far as snow driving goes. I'm not very confident with it, I pray a lot! I was thinking about the hymn, It is Well with my Soul, as I travelled, and God stirred my faith in Him. Another "joy-full" Sunday morning of worship and teaching. Afterward errands, lunch out and then a Sunday nap. Then, back to the manure :) All the beasts now much more comfortable. Last night was "games night"at the farm, it was a whale of a good time!!!! So crazy, we enjoyed real side splitting laughter! Friends are a precious gift that we thank God for. This blog has given wonderful opportunity to remember and think about all of His blessings, and recount them to you. This is the same God, who also gave His son so that anyone who would call on his name would be saved. And it's never too late so long as you're breathing.
G'Night

2008-01-25T18:58:00.001-05:00

What a glorious day! As you can see from the photo, Sara and Co. had a ball tonight skating on the rock solid pond. Dad tested it out first, and declared it safe and sound. It was sooo cold, but the kids were too busy 'in the moment' to notice. Eventually they realized that their fingers were not happy, then into the warm house for some hot chocolate, pizza and video games. They cooked fudge, well we're hoping it will be fudge...they forgot to read the recipe and just assembled the ingredients. They were supposed to cook some separately, so I'm a bit concerned at the outcome. It was fun anyway, it could always be an ice cream topping if it's not fudge.

Today was the first day "back to school" for our homeschooling group. Sara enjoyed art, writing and helping the kindergartners build marshmallow buildings. I taught research paper writing, helped set up a mom's lounge , and helped the most delighted kindergartners who were finger painting with chocolate pudding. Their beautiful faces (You mean we really get to paint with pudding, AND we're allowed to lick off our hands as we paint??? wooohoooo!!!) made my day. Another smile: the mom's in the new mom's lounge, in pleasant conversation, relaxing together.

Psalm 133

A song of ascents. Of David.

1 How good and pleasant it is
when brothers live together in unity!

2 It is like precious oil poured on the head,
running down on the beard,
running down on Aaron's beard,
down upon the collar of his robes.

3 It is as if the dew of Hermon
were falling on Mount Zion.
For there the LORD bestows his blessing,
even life forevermore.

It was good and pleasant for the kids, and the moms, and doesn't this glorify our Good God, the giver of all good.

G'Night

A Beautiful Sunset by Sara

2008-01-24T00:21:00.000-05:00

We had such a beautiful sunset tonight, it drew Sara out into the bitter cold to snap some pics, no gloves, brrr. She really enjoys photography, comes by it honestly. Both my dad and mom have been photographers and Barry really enjoys it as well, though he hasn't had time to develop it as he'd like. So, here are a few she took out beyond our family room doors, toward the barn.
The heavens declare the glory of God;
the skies proclaim the work of his hands. Psalm 19:1
Those who dwell at the ends of the earth are in awe at your signs. You make the going out of the morning and the evening to shout for joy. Ps65:8
It is still very cold and we have a pretty cover of snow, a bit more to come tomorrow, maybe an inch. We're cheering for a bit more since we haven't had enough for sledding or x-country skiing yet. Sara's feet have probably grown large for her boots though, so that will slow the skiing. We'll see. She loves to ski. I wasn't able to do much skiing last year, due to some knee issues, so hoping to get out this winter. Mattthew is settled in to school and reports that he likes his new profs. He's enjoying himself because he read ahead in his books over break and now he's "kickin' back" while his friends are reading. Well, it took forever to download those pictures, so now it's way past my bedtime.
G'Night

Visit from our niece

2008-01-22T18:40:00.000-05:00

Today was a special day, our niece came for a visit before heading to China to teach. She is a great adventurer, and is kind of the opposite of "we homebodies." But we love and appreciate her, a small part of us longing for a vicarious tag along. She is a dear, and Sara's special bud. We would love to travel, but during this season of life we are not able to do much of that. Maybe someday. It was a warm and cozy visit with lunch, a warm fire in the fireplace and nice conversation. Wish she could have stayed, but adventure calls the adventurer onward.... (we're grateful for her coming!)

After the visit, Sara headed up to the pond with the push broom on an adventure of her own, cleaned off the new snow and popped her ice skates on . She enjoyed her first skate on her little pond. In the summer it is a frog's haven and even now we can see little tadpoles swimming about under the ice! I guess they arrived early because of some midwinter warmth. It is amazing to see how all of nature works together so intricately, bringing praise to The Creator God. We are grateful today for life, new life in Christ and we pray for our friends who are marching for life today in D.C. ...may all people see the preciousness of each and every little soul.
G'Night

Saying goodbye

2008-01-20T22:43:00.000-05:00

BRRRRRRR.......It is cold here! It's 9 degrees, -4 windchill, for my friends in FL, that should cool you off just thinking about it. Just watched the Giants beat the Packers in Green Bay where the temp is 4 below. You may have noted from my frequent references to cold, that I really prefer warmth. I really enjoy looking out the window at beautiful snowy scenery. I DO have to go out in the cold 2x daily to care for the friendly beasts in the barn. It is such a wonderful blessing to have our animals so close to the house. Funny how far it seems to the barn when I don't want to go out in the cold, like tonight. But, I did. The horses are all snuggled in their blankets (a horse coat.) They were very happy that I ventured out. Sara tested the waters, so to say today. Our pond is frozen solid and she was drawn to it, skating in her shoes. Maybe we'll get the skates out tomorrow. How blessed we are by God to have warm homes to live in. I cannot imagine trying to survive out in the elements like our pioneer ancestors. God's care for me extends far beyond the warmth of my home though. He cares for my soul. And now He is preparing a place for me with Him where I will always enjoy the warmth of His love. In this world there is trouble, hardship and cold, but for those who trust in Christ a better place awaits.

Our big news of the day was saying goodbye, again, to our son. Back to college after a long, relaxing visit. Matthew assisted his non-techie parents with various wiring projects before departing. Loaded the car as though he was moving out for good. He is always missed when he leaves ... he is pleasure to have around. This afternoon he said goodbye to his high-school buddies and later was greeted with a hearty welcome by his dorm brothers. This semester chemistry, more calculus, and the rest I can't remember at this moment. He made it through his first semester successfully and is more prepared to face the second. Sara did better this time, she always gets weepy when he goes. I'll miss him more tomorrow when the house is quiet. I'm thankful that we had such a long visit and that the next one is only a month away. Isn't God kind to give us families.
G'Night All

Lazarus lived the abundant life

2008-01-17T00:35:00.000-05:00

Not a lot of news today, a normal day at home with school, farm work and household chores. Still nursing the wounded horse; Helping Sara grapple with basic chemistry (in biology). She's doing a cool osmosis experiment, dissolving the shell off of an egg, then seeing how it's membrane allows things to pass to and fro, the egg expanding, contracting expanding....pretty cool; Preparing for my upcoming writing class and making sure Matthew's laundry is ready to leave with him on Sunday (boo, hoo... to him leaving, the laundry can go). Barry played volleyball tonight, it wasn't their night. Speaking of boo hoo...

Why did Jesus weep at Lazarus' death? Today I had that question hit me several times, in a devotional, then later the exact same text from John 11 on a radio show. The teachers had different angles, but I knew for me, God had something to say. When He repeats himself I need to take notice. It seems that in God's loving compassion for us, Jesus wept, angry at death and it's effects of pain and suffering, on us, his children. "I have come that they may have life, and have it to the full." Christ died to accomplish that victory. Now, I must respond and put off the old, dead (stinkin' in the ground) self and be made new... put on the new self. I cannot bring about change in myself, but I must make the decision to put on this abundant life Christ died to give. How do you imagine Lazarus lived life after being resurrected by Jesus? Did he go back to life as usual? I doubt it. I want to passionately pursue God as though Jesus had done for me what he did for Lazarus, because he did. I'm so grateful that God would say something to me twice just to remind me.

Praying for Jon, he had surgery today~ G'Night

The Promised Official Pic

2008-01-14T23:25:00.000-05:00

Hey Amy and anybody else out there,
Here he is, handsome fella, huh? Well, a mom's gotta brag, right? There are many things to brag on. Mostly, this is a Godly man of character. Which is not our doing, but God's. It's kinda funny addressing your baby boy as a man, but that is what he has become. Anyway, I promised a while ago to post this, but first had to locate the CD. Not a very eventful day on the farm...doctoring a fairly nasty wound on the forehead of our appendix quarter horse mare. We think she reared up into the door frame. She probably could have done with a few stitches, but, we'll see how it goes. It has to be scrubbed out and medicated a couple times a day. Shoveled out a few stalls. The kitties got their shots without a hitch. The momma kitty, whom we wondered as to whether she might be "with kitty" again.... may or may not be. She is confirmed to be fat either way. She was malnourished, skinny at the end of the summer when she appeared with her last brood. Life at our farm seems to agree with her, no lack of cat chow here. She goes back in 3 weeks for boosters, when we'll "surely know." I found out today that a cat's gestation is only 2 months. Fascinating, huh? Well, I'm off to read my bible a bit and hit the hay. The Lord bless you all,
G'Night

Playoffs, this and that...

2008-01-13T20:30:00.000-05:00

Playoffs yesterday and today for football fans, a bit anticlimactic for Steeler fans, which we are. Even more anticlimactic for my son, and various friends who are Ravens fans. We were Ravens fans, but since Barry/I grew up in the Terry Bradshaw superbowl era....our allegiance went North, so to say, with us when we moved back to Steeler country. Basically, we now wait for the undoing of my brother-in-law's favorite team, which starts with a P and ends with atriots. I must say that seems unlikely this year, we'll see.

A few days since posting, Barry started playing with our church volleyball team last week. He and Matthew worked on our pond overflow, cementing. Sara took a babysitting class on friday and is enjoying Nancy Drew mysteries. Matthew's winding down his break with a lot of leisure, facebook, and a little physics/chemistry, and reading Jonathan Edwards. He heads back to college next weekend. Barry assumes a lot of the horse chores on the weekends, which gives me a much appreciated break, as they require attention 2x/day every day. He's kind to me. I'm doing some preparations for the homeschool class I'll be teaching soon, research paper writing. I've taught this before, so it's familiar. I finished up grading last semesters papers/tests this week. Sara's homeschool coop resumes in two weeks. Tomorrow, we take the stray/adopted kitties, Scout and Savannah to get their shots, dig out the weekend mess, and homeschool.

Our pastor taught today on using the Lord's prayer Luke 11:1-4 http://www.gnpcb.org/esv/search/?q=Luke+11%3A1-4 as a pattern and guideline to help us know how to pray. He reminded us of Jesus' revealing God as Father, how this was not the way God was seen before Christ. As we come to Christ, by His grace, we now have a Father, who is our God. We carry our cares to a Father, who cares for us. A good Father, who knows our hopes, our weaknesses, our thoughts and our desires and loves us as no human is capable of. I'm encouraged to pray to my Father this week, who adopted me and calls me his child. Please join us as we pray for a friend's little boy who will undergo open heart surgery this week, thanks. Have a great week everyone.
G'Night

What a Wind!

2008-01-10T01:05:00.000-05:00

Last night we had a mighty wind blowin' in these woods. Maybe you were in its path too. I was awakened at around 4:30 to the furious sound. It seemed we'd any minute be on our way to Oz. I lay fretting a bit about how the horses were fairing. They each have a double door, and we didn't close the top. So, I got myself up and went out into the night to shut the horse doors. It was the kind of weather that makes you hurry, lest something fly at you and render you unconscious. I actually drove the short journey to the barn , and secured it. If the doors are open they can come unhooked in a strong wind and flap into a horses head, which can lead to injury and vet bills. That thought got me up out of bed. All was well, except Josh, the cat, was meowing miserably, trapped in the barn, in the scary storm, wanting to be in the warm, safe house. Scooped him up and tried to drive back with a wiggly cat on my lap. Back home, into bed. Can't sleep, wide awake...............A long time passed, finally fell asleep. THE ALARM GOES OFF, turn it off, back to sleep. The phone rings, it's for Sara, back to sleep. Finally, get up, oh my it's 9, get the kids going, feed the equines. A new day. Graded papers today, meeting at church tonight. Home, blog, now time to sleep again. Hopefully less wind tonight, G'night