The Rescue
“Turn your ear to listen to me; rescue me quickly. Be my rock of protection, a fortress where I will be safe.” (Psalm 31:2, NLT) To most folks, one cow sounds like any other. Before starting …
If Trees Could Talk
What a privilege it is to share a guest post from one of my favorite Christian writers (boy, how this group has expanded the past few years), Mrs. Diana Derringer. In addition to be a lover …
Help My Unbelief
Immediately the father of the child cried out and said with tears, ‘Lord, I believe; help my unbelief!’ (Mark 9:24, NKJV) I’ve long had questions about that Scripture verse. How can someone claim they believe and …
The Rhythm of Ranching
For most of us, there’s a predictable rhythm to life. We rise each morning, brew then consume copious amounts of coffee or other beverage, and spend some time in study, prayer, and devotion. Some time after …
The Bonds of Blood
How many of you remember watching western movies when the white man and Indian reached an agreement? They sealed their agreement to live in peace with one another by becoming blood brothers. In our youth, young …
Living Filled
It doesn’t happen often enough, but sometimes I’m quiet enough to let God speak through me. On this occasion, it happened after I showed grace toward a driver during a rain shower on an unfamiliar road. …
Tunawa Leah – Five Years
Friends; I first shared this post with you in January 2020. Today marks the 5th anniversary of this young lady’s captivity and persecution at hand of ISIS-WA (aka Boko Haram in Nigeria), and my heart remains …
Fixing Your Focus
“There’s a reason your windshield is so large, and your rear-view mirror is so small”, my old ranch hand stated matter of fact. These words have been echoing down the halls of my memory a lot …
That Old Rope
Walk into any old rancher’s house and it wouldn’t be a surprise to find a rope hanging on a wall somewhere. Ask them about it and you’ll hear a story along the lines of, “That’s the …
Knowing Who’s Up There
“Cricket, you on?”; those haunting words came from somewhere deep in my past. When we heard our call sign, everything around us faded. We listened intently for what was coming next. When on overwatch, you were …