Going Steady
Perhaps I’m dating myself here, but when I last dated, I considered Ms. Diane to be my “steady girl.” She was the lady that I focused all my attention on, I desired to be around, and …
fellowship
The Fellowship of Faith
Therefore comfort each other and edify one another, just as you also are doing. (1 Thessalonians 5:11, NKJV) As I sit to write this post, I am doing a new thing. Listening to Russell and …
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 …
Thanksgiving Memories
Happy Thanksgiving from everyone at our Cross-Dubya ranch. We pray your holiday is filled with family, friends, and God’s peace, love, and joy. When I think of the uniquely American Thanksgiving holiday, my mind is transported …
Dirty Hands
When God wants to make a point, He can use anything He chooses when He has a willing audience. Case in point, the dirty hands of an old rancher who just finished oil changes on all …
Pulling Up Lame
I don’t like gophers, armadillos, possums, skunks, and every other pasture digger who adds to my already busy days. I know they don’t mean harm, but when they dig holes or burrows in my pastures, one …
Unable to Withstand
How many years had the old oak stood its ground? For how many generations had it provided shade, rest, and perhaps residence for woodland creatures? From its size, well over a century. With this world’s cyclical …
What God Sees
Have you ever asked yourself, What does God see? This week, as we’re preparing for a big project around the ranch, the words “El Roi”, the God who sees me (Genesis 16), came to mind. I’ve …
A Joyful Noise
Notice the ladies in the photograph? The photo I quickly snapped with my phone during a Sunday morning service doesn’t tell much of the story. What you’re seeing is something that brought tears to this crusty …
Basking in The Light
This week, it is my great pleasure to introduce you to a friend, mentor, Christian writer, fellow agrarian—and most importantly, Christian brother and faithful prayer partner. I playfully yet respectfully call him “The Honey Man” as …