I wish this story involved two cats because I'd love an excuse to title this, "A Tail of Two Kitties," but it's not to be. There's only one kitty involved in this little tale. Character two is a goat. Now that I think of it, if both were goats, this could be "A Tail of Two Kiddies." Still, the characters are what they are ... so we'll settle for "Tails." Still with me? As I type this post, the kitten in question is in her favorite spot. I can't see her unless I move my laptop to one side ... continue reading...
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On Trash and Treasures … and Starting Over
On Thursdays, we turn into an old married couple. Although no pastor I know ever actually takes an entire day off, Dave tries to stay away from his office on Thursdays, and he likes to pretend (though I know differently) that he's not thinking about church and the people it contains. We begin the day with a cup of coffee -- same as every other morning -- but this cup is sipped leisurely. Sighs of satisfaction usually occur at some point. I wait as long as I can. Eventually, when I can't stand ... continue reading...
Pieces
My proper but mischievous grandmother had one firm rule about cussing: If you must do it, do it in the barn. I believe now that her unspoken message was "animal behavior belongs with the animals," but we didn't hear that subtext back then. We just thought it a tantalizing and dangerous invitation. Of us seven girls, I only remember one who regularly took Grandma up on that offer. "Dang it," the girl-whose-name-I'm-not- telling-you would whisper, when she just couldn't take the pressure of ... continue reading...
Feed Me
A post from a few years back on my other blog,Wind Scraps. I'm missing our goats and wishing for snow (which we miiiiight get later this week), so this seemed an appropriate post for today. The ruckusy call of seven goats tugs at my ears and walks my feet toward my brown garden clogs. I slip them on and step outside, and though I've seen this same view for a week, I still draw in my breath at the beauty of our white-coated lawn. The snow in town melted days ago, but our farm is insulated by ... continue reading...
How to hold a simple advent … and why you want to
Last week I shared part of this story with the women who had gathered for our church's annual Christmas Tea. And this morning, when I spied the jar on our table -- a constant, silent reminder of the truth I learned many years back -- I thought I might share it with you too. Here's an article I wrote for HomeLife magazine about ten years ago. I distinctly remember how overwhelmed I felt the first time someone suggested an Advent celebration to me. Four nights. I’d have to set aside four ... continue reading...