Tuesday, March 3, 2015


Both 17 for six days.
Enjoying the moment after chime practice.

Monday, November 17, 2014

The sister I miss...

It was the day before Thanksgiving last year. I stood staring out of one of grampa's study windows at an undertaker's van. Turning away from the window I met my cousins voice. "Are you ok?" 
"As ok as every one else." I replied, "Are you staying?"
"No we're going to town..."
 I bid her good-bye until evening and headed out into the living room to be with family until it was all over.

There is nothing so 'unnatural' as death (though we call it a natural thing). Not much else is as hard to grasp, accept, or understand. Enmity stands in its way, not willing  to let it by without a struggle. That enmity was placed there by Love Himself. And yet He submitted to deaths icy grasp for me!

Tuesday, October 22, 2013


Rain than Sunshine.
Hardy-board and Paint scrappers.
Calk-guns, paint brushes, and rollers.
Puppy eyes, teeth and tails,
and one 'forever' escapee.
Golden and red leaves,
and the more common brown, plowed field,
or standing stubble.
Too many orange vested dots on fields, that make me frown.
And the less frequent but more upsetting sound of shots far too close. 
The road home is dotted with city trucks.
(could you guess where I stand as for as hunting goes?)
White mane and tail against the crimson sumac,
or moonlight on his forelock.
Several frosty mornings and frozen ground.
Squash by the 1/4 ton. Literally.
Potatoes not yet weighed.
Little faces, crayons, and popsicle sticks with the kid's program
at the Revelation meetings.
Then there is family here with Grandma ......

Friday, August 30, 2013

For some reason the Bible and Spirit of Prophecy, read at night are more beautiful.

  "It was to redeem us that Jesus lived and suffered and died. He became "a Man of Sorrows," that we might be made partakers of everlasting joy. God permitted His beloved Son, full of grace and truth, to come from a world of indescribable glory, to a world marred and blighted with sin, darkened with the shadow of death and the curse. He permitted Him to leave the bosom of His love, the adoration of the angels, to suffer shame, insult, humiliation, hatred, and death. "The chastisement of our peace was upon Him; and with His stripes we are healed." Isaiah 53:5. Behold Him in the wilderness, in Gethsemane, upon the cross! The spotless Son of God took upon Himself the burden of sin. He who had been one with God, felt in His soul the awful separation that sin makes between God and man. This wrung from His lips the anguished cry, "My God, My God, why hast Thou forsaken Me?" Matthew 27:46. It was the burden of sin, the sense of its terrible enormity, of its separation of the soul from God--it was this that broke the heart of the Son of God.  
     But this great sacrifice was not made in order to create in the Father's heart a love for man, not to make Him willing to save. No, no! "God so loved the world, that He gave His only-begotten Son." John 3:16. The Father loves us, not because of the great propitiation, but He provided the propitiation because He loves us. Christ was the medium through which He could pour out His infinite love upon a fallen world. "God was in Christ, reconciling the world unto Himself." 2 Corinthians 5:19. God suffered with His Son. In the agony of Gethsemane, the death of Calvary, the heart of Infinite Love paid the price of our redemption.  
     Jesus said, "Therefore doth My Father love Me, because I lay down My life, that I might take it again." John 10:17. That is, "My Father has so loved you that He even loves Me more for giving My life to redeem you. In becoming your Substitute and Surety, by surrendering My life, by taking your liabilities, your transgressions, I am endeared to My Father; for by My sacrifice, God can be just, and yet the Justifier of him who believeth in Jesus."
 "  {Steps to Christ 13.1 - 14.1} 

Thursday, August 29, 2013

Another Night Post - keeping myself awake

I am so tiered...

First I couldn't go to sleep when I wanted to. Then was falling asleep when I  needed to get up and watch puppies. If I wasn't coughing some little one would make enough noise to prevent sleep...

So it's 4:00am and to my knowledge I've slept only 2 hours the entire night. sigh...

"Hear my cry, O God; attend unto my prayer. From the end of the earth will I cry unto thee, when my heart is overwhelmed: lead me to the rock that is higher than I. For thou hast been a shelter for me, and a strong tower from the enemy. I will abide in thy tabernacle forever: I will trust in the covert of thy wings. Selah."

Psalm 61:1-4

Wednesday, August 28, 2013

The Night Watches

It is peaceful once more in the laundry room.

The last puppy finished her 1:00-1:40 am meal.

"My soul shall be satisfied as with marrow and fatness; and my mouth shall praise thee with joyful lips: When I remember thee upon my bed, and meditate on thee in the night watches. Because thou hast been my help, therefore in the shadow of thy wings will I rejoice."

Psalm 63:5-7

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