Most of the animals we keep were acquired when our children were young. Our oldest animal, a goat (The Old Lady), died at the ripe old age of eleven just a few months after Hans left us. She was one of our original breeding stock and was a sensible and reliable animal. But one day … Continue reading Empty Stalls, Empty Beds
Submission
This Evening’s Meditation – C. H. Spurgeon
O death! why dost thou touch the tree beneath whose spreading branches weariness hath rest? Why dost thou snatch away the excellent of the earth, in whom is all our delight? If thou must use thine axe, use it upon the trees which yield no fruit; thou mightest be thanked then. But why wilt thou … Continue reading This Evening’s Meditation – C. H. Spurgeon
Eight Reasons Why I Will Not See a Psychic Medium
I know. It hurts. You want to see your child, to hear his voice, to know he is well and happy. But you cannot. You just miss him so terribly much. And the pain. The pain is just too much sometimes. I kind of don't want to write this post because it covers a topic … Continue reading Eight Reasons Why I Will Not See a Psychic Medium
Thoughts on Psalm 84
PSALM 84 To the chief Musician upon Gittith, A Psalm for the sons of Korah. 1 How amiable are thy tabernacles, O LORD of hosts! Hans was happy at home. He loved this place, our little log house - our little tabernacle in the woods; the land, the creek, the surrounding fields and forests. And … Continue reading Thoughts on Psalm 84
