I often think about the title of this blog – what people are expecting it to be and whether the content matches their expectations. ...

I grew up playing soccer. I loved it and always figured I would coach as an adult. I played all the way through high school, walked...

As I shared when I began this blog, it is has surprised me how living on a farm and living the way we do, has affected so many different...

I remember in college when my campus pastor mentioned Brandon, thinking maybe we would be a good match for each other.  My immediate...

I love going home! As I said in my opening blog, my childhood was great and the neighborhood I grew up in was wonderful. My parents...

It seems most people’s complaints about holidays are that they should not be celebrated for just that one given 24-hour period.  I’m...

Disclaimer: For those of you who know me well, know I preface things far too much. It’s a character flaw, I’m aware. But we live in a...

Wow! I was working ahead and started drafting this blog LAST week to be able to post on Sunday. I wasn’t even waiting till the last...

It all started back when we were dating. I was wearing a necklace, and like a nice attentive boyfriend, Brandon complimented me on it. ...

Given Passages for Today: Acts 9:36-43, Psalm 23, Revelation 7:9-17, John 10:22-30 I am a called and consecrated Minister of Word and...

The Confessions of a Reluctant Farmer’s Wife is something I have thought about for over a year now. One time Brandon was talking about...