This is the week of Thanksgiving. A holiday that I’ve been thinking a lot about this year. Well, at least the name. Thanksgiving. The act of eucharisteo. In many ways this year was different than the years before. This was a year of new perspectives. A year of wholeness. A year that deserves a bit…
I could tell that life was wearing him down. Maybe it was the quiet way he opened the door. Or perhaps the deep slow breaths. Whatever it was that tipped me off, I turned, ready for the look of defeat. “I don’t know how to fix it.” The words are clipped and rough. I don’t…
When we first got our cows, milking took all of my mental focus to accomplish. How to make sure everything in the milk house is ready so the milk went into the tank and not onto the floor. How to hold the milker-unit just right so it wouldn’t break suction. How to work efficiently enough to…
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