Christmas A baby’s cry pierced the darknessseparating time from a B.C. erato an A.D. one. God’s 400-year silence broken between Old and New Testamentsby the Word delivered in flesh and blood.A voice no longer filtered through a prophet. God’s Son came to earthto declare His rescue from sin and deathto weary waiters who heard of Messiah,but now beheld Him with their own eyes. We, once again, wait for His second coming.Come, Lord Jesus. My books are available here
A few years ago, a friend gave me a home made jar of this stuff. It’s great for dry skin in winter. I’ve used it ever since. I thought you might like to make some yourself. Here’s the recipe. You can get all the stuff online or at Walmart. 13 ounces of Vaseline Petroleum Jelly 12 ounces Vitamin E Cream 27 ounces Johnson’s Baby Lotion In a large mixing bowl empty…
At the beginning of 2023, I challenged myself to read through the Bible ALOUD. I had read it many times through using only my eyes, but this time I wanted my ears to hear it too, so it could sink down deeper into my heart. Because there was 2,160 pages, I needed to read about six pages a day. I must have read more than that, because this past Friday, November 25, I read the last half of Revelation. I…
I’m writing this blog the Sunday before Thanksgiving. I’ve just finished making a pot of chili and a dutch apple pie on this gray, dreary day. Soon I’ll be cooking for 30 or so who will show up here on Thursday. You may wonder why I’m cooking today since Mr. Turkey is waiting to get his tutu cooked come Wednesday, and potatoes, cranberries, potatoes, and sweet potatoes are cued to take their turn in the pot. It’s simple. We will…
Winter! Blech! Trees are bare.Everything’s gone dormant.Plants reside in the basement,under grow lights. Bees are securedfor the winterwith mouse guardsat the entrance. Time to settle infor the long wait’til we see Jonquils again.
In these uncertain days, there seems little to give us hope except to keep our eyes on Jesus. If we do, He takes every opportunity to assure us He hasn’t forgotten us. Four days before Israel suffered an attack on Oct. 7, I awoke every hour through the night with a strange word on my mind. Finally, about four a.m. I awoke again with the same word echoing. “Colo mundo. Colo Mundo.” I knew I’d never remember it in the…
A couple of months ago I spread this plastic to kill all the grass and weeds at the farm. In December I’ll take up the plastic and scatter wild flower seeds. The winter snow (hopefully) will water them and by spring I’ll have a nice stand of flowers for my bees to work on. This past weekend my son, Josh and I planted six blueberry bushes my daughter, Jennifer found on sale at Walmart on the north end of the…
A friend sent me a YouTube string I found extremely interesting so I decided to share it with you all. HAMAS EXPLAINEDRabbi Jason Sobel (a born again Jew) What the Bible and Historical Context Say About Israel (and Hamas on youTube) Genesis 6:11& 13 The earth also was corrupt before God, and the earth was filled with violence. And God said unto Noah, The end of all flesh is come before Me for the earth is filled with violence through…
Instead of the annual Pumpkin Party at our farm, we had a work day. The buffer-zone next to the corn field needed to be rid of trees, saplings, and wild, thorny blackberry bushes. With three chain saws, copious amounts of tree-stump killer, and a brush hog, we flattened a 15 foot by 300 yard area. The next task, the three-sided barns. The horses like to use that as their bathroom. The guys shoveled mounds of manure (pictured above) into the…
Until this week we could have sworn we were still in summer. Then we had a frost warning. The weatherman cautioned us to cover our tender plants. We had to switch the air conditioning and 90 degree days to turning on the furnace. How quickly times change! In a few days we’ll have to drag the dolly from the garage and perform the arduous task of moving the plants from the patio to the basement. They will stay there until…