Sunday, April 1, 2018


This is me and my family back in the late 1960's. I believe we are all dressed up ready for an Easter Sunday church service. 

This is back in the day where girls and ladies wore dresses, and boys and men wore suits every Sunday. Easter was the day you were able to get a new dress and, if you were lucky, you got new shoes too. Easter Sunday was the day when you were able to wear white because, you know, it was forbidden to wear white after Labor Day the year before. Spring, if only in name, was here!

Easter seemed to be a magical day in my childhood. We got up early, went outside to find the Easter eggs the bunny had hidden. If the weather didn't cooperate, he hid them in the garage, and mom always seemed to surprise us with something special. That might have been big chocolate bunnies, I even had my first white chocolate bunny, or maybe even real, live, brightly colored chickens from the five and dime store, Murphy's, or even a rabbit. We celebrated the resurrection of the Savior at the Morristown Christian Church, and then we had a large Easter dinner with lots of family surrounding the table. 

We may not get dressed up in dresses or suits anymore. The Easter bunny no longer visits our home since our son has left our nest. But Easter still is a special day. It's still a day to surround a dinner table with friends and family and it's the one day that reminds us that death has no hold on us and gives us the hope of living forever with our Father in heaven.

The Preacher and I hope that you have a beautiful Easter day.

Wednesday, February 14, 2018

my valentines

Pook's Crawfish Hole, Santa Fe, Texas
These two guys are my life. 

The Preacher has been, and always will be, my very best friend. It feels like life didn't begin until he and I were together. 

Through my son, I know what it means to be a part of one of God's miracles. He is what completes the Preacher and I.

Happy Valentine's Day my loves!

Friday, February 9, 2018


Last Wednesday, our Women's Bible Study group got together to drink some coffee and tea and go over the Discussion Questions from the book Love Does by Bob Goff. One of the last questions was "How are you engaged at this time in your life?"

At this time in our lives, the Preacher has been ill with stomach issues for several months, and it has gotten worse in the last few weeks. He has visited his doctor, seen a surgeon and was in the ER on one occasion. During these last few weeks, our lives have been at a standstill.

Last week, after the Preacher's appointment with his doctor, we went to a local bistro and had some breakfast. (I had breakfast, the Preacher just nibbled on my breakfast.) We always sit at the same table which is located next to the front window. Looking out, you see a statue of a pioneer man and wife representing the town's heritage. I saw that statue in a different light on that day.

It felt as if the Preacher and I were that statue. Standing there just watching the world go by with us stuck in this "what are we going to do" state of mind. The Preacher is in a lot of pain most days so doing anything other than work, is on hold right now. We work in the mornings and then, when the pain gets to be too much, we go and settle into our home. If you know us, you would know that this is not us.

I am not writing this to have you feel sorry for us. Not at all. I am writing this post to ask for prayers for the Preacher. He is so tired of feeling this pain. The doctors think that it is possibly his gallbladder so they scheduled him for surgery next week. Pray that the surgery goes well and pray that this will be the solution that he needs.

Thank you for your prayers

Friday, February 2, 2018

liars will be silenced

"...all who swear by God's name will praise him, while the mouths of liars will be silenced." Psalm 63:11
photos provided by Greg Furman from the A Caring Pregnancy Resource Center's Annual Fundraising Banquet

The Preacher and I want to thank Marilyn Musgrave for her tireless work through the Susan B. Anthony List. Thank you to the many volunteers of the A Caring Pregnancy Resource Center for the work they do here in northeast Colorado. And thank you to those who donated their time and money to attend our annual fundraising banquet. 
Through you, we pray that the mouths of the liars will be silenced. We pray that lives will be saved.

Saturday, January 20, 2018


The sunsets out here on the plains sometimes are just phenomenal. There is just something about how the sun slowly sets below the horizon with the clouds smeared across the sky and the sun begins to paint her beautiful colors.  They begin as a light pink, but then as you wait and watch, the sky shows off just how bright and beautiful it can become with it's yellows and reds, blues and oranges. Many a sunset can be quick and the sun seems to set ever so fast behind the western mountains and the horizon, but there have been a few that just seem to linger, letting you stand in awe of God's wonder.

The Preacher and I have always loved the sunsets. We love the sunsets more than sunrises. Mainly because, in order to view the sunrise, you have to get up early and we are not early risers.

We have traveled to many a place just to witness the sunsets. We have driven to the most southern point in the United States in Key West to watch the sunset. We have hiked to a mountain top to witness the sun setting. We have filled a picnic basket full of food, drove to a high point, ate our evening meal and watched the sun set. When we were building our cabin, we positioned the house on the property just so we would have the best view of the sunsets.

I don't know what it is about sunsets that seem to draw people into it's beauty. It could be the beauty alone, but more than likely it's a time to gaze upon the wonder of our Creator. A few years back, we had been shopping in Loveland, Colorado, which sits just at the base of the Rockies. When we came out of the store we were amazed by the sun setting over the mountains. The sun had gone behind a mountain but it's rays were shooting through the clouds up into the sky. It reminded us of what you might think it will look like when the Lord returns. And we were not the only people who noticed. I looked around and there were several people standing there, stopped in their tracks, just to view the wonder of the Lord's creation.

Out here on the plains, after a beautiful sunset has occurred, you can go on social media and there will be several people posting their pictures of the magnificence of the sunset that they just witnessed.

Wherever you are, whatever time the sun sets in your place in the world, stop, turn to the west and wait for it. Wait for that beautiful bright sun to go down, wait for the amazing array of colors to form, and thank God for His beauty and majesty.

Wednesday, December 20, 2017


"Looking forward to things is half the pleasure of them."
– anne of green gables
l.m. montgomery 

Friday, December 15, 2017


The Preacher is at a Christian school, he has played his Native American flute and now he tells the children a story of a little Indian boy who is in charge of his own celebrations.

The Preacher is at a women's luncheon, he has played his flute and now he tells them of the same little Indian boy. 

The story is from the book, I'm In Charge of Celebrations, by Bryd Baylor.
How can I be lonely? I'm the one in charge of celebrations's true. I am. I put myself in charge. I choose my own. Last year I gave myself one hundred and eight celebrations–besides the ones that they close school for. I keep a notebook and I write the date and then I write about the celebration.
I have heard this story twice now within the last few weeks and upon hearing it I wondered, do we choose our own celebrations? And then I remembered some of the celebrations that we have celebrated within this last year.

We celebrated the beautiful western sky sunset by texting a friend saying only ..."sunset alert", and them knowing that we want to share the beauty.

We celebrated the night sky by sitting on a picnic table with friends, watching the stars shooting across the sky.

We celebrated when we received a card from a friend saying that they miss us.

We celebrated by traveling to places that we had not seen in a long time.

We celebrated when we heard the voices of little children singing the praises of our Lord.

We celebrated when we looked up and saw the last of the season's aspen leaves hanging on until the very end.

We celebrated when we drove down the road and our favorite song was playing and we sang loud.

We celebrated when finding an old photo of a father now gone for 36 years.

We celebrated when we saw a son's face after being separated for too long.

We celebrated when we looked across a crowded room and saw the one we love coming near.

We celebrated when we found that perfect gift for a loved one and seeing their face light up after the unwrapping.

Are you in charge of your celebrations? Celebrate the ordinary and the extraordinary.  

Choose to celebrate!