The Wages of Sin
I know. Some of y’all are asking, “What’s chickens have to do with sin?” It took me a while to understand the lesson God wanted me to take from this, too. After a few nights of […]
I know. Some of y’all are asking, “What’s chickens have to do with sin?” It took me a while to understand the lesson God wanted me to take from this, too. After a few nights of […]
Among the greatest blessings of living in our little farming and ranching community, is how we share our lives. I enjoy saying, “We know when folks are married and buried.” We pray when someone is ailing;
“Boys will be boys.” That same adage applies to bull calves too. Health issues resulted in delaying some things I do around the ranch this year. Banding my bull calves was one of them. In a
“It’s okay; I know where I’m going.” I’ve heard my brother speaking this in my heart for the past month. More than any other, that sentence sums up my brother’s life of faith. With all the