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 […]
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When Blessings Pour Down
The air was saturated as the old rancher carried another bale to the livestock he so selflessly cares for. He wondered, would there be enough hay to make the winter? He sold off as much of
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Planting Prayers
Many Christian friends have shared how they employ the concept of Prayer Walking, where they pray and meditate as they stroll down a quiet nature trail or country road. Not farmers and ranchers. If we’re walking
Hidden Manna on a Country Road
It’s always a blessing when I get to share my Christian writing friends with you. This week, I’m honored to share my blog with a precious sister-in-Christ and longtime writing friend and encourager, Ms. Sarah Geringer.
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Pursuing Desires
She’s content spending each day caring for her calf, grazing, munching a mouthful of hay, or chewing her cud. That is, until Papa shows up with her favorite treat in hand. That’s when “Sopracciglia Bianca” (Italian for
A Seasoned Heart
If I’ve learned nothing else in my 25 years of marriage to my amazing and beautiful Italian-American wife, I’ve learned there is much more to life than salt and pepper. Ms. Diane’s cooking has taught me
Prepared Hearts Equal Healthy Growth
This week, I’m honored to introduce my writing pal, Mrs. Carla G. Pollard to each of you. One of my greatest discoveries since launching into this calling to be a Christian writer has been the many
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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
Growing Pains
Growing up can sometimes be a noisy affair. With calves, that’s the first week of weaning season. Separated from their mamas, these little ones, and their mamas, have been bawling themselves hoarse for the past few
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