The constant changes of life swirl around us daily, seasonally, yearly. Just about the time I think we have settled into a routine, something changes. I notice this a lot with my baby’s sleep schedule. For a while she was sleeping in, allowing me both a workout and a shower if I woke early enough….
Sitting on the deck of our home, taking in the sight of our curly willow trees, you would never know they were devastated by a freak winter storm just a few months ago. New leaves and branches are bursting out all over. In February no one would have predicted they would still be standing, let…
It’s often said that for those of us who live in North Dakota, June is our reward for January. On our farm, June is perfection. The days are long and warm, and the evenings are cool. The landscape is green, growing, and lush, and our sheep and cows graze belly-deep in grasses and forbs. The…
For much of the United States, the month of May is considered summertime. Here on the northern plains, though, May is a month caught between spring and summer. One day the sun shines warmly on my back as I plant small seeds in my freshly tilled garden in a tank top. The next day a…
Be patient, therefore, brothers, until the coming of the Lord. See how the farmer waits for the precious fruit of the earth, being patient about it, until it receives the early and the late rains. You also, be patient. Establish your hearts, for the coming of the Lord is at hand. (James 5:7–8 ESV) Winter…
I hate winter. I grew up in the southern part of Florida, just a few miles from the Atlantic Ocean. My childhood was drenched in endless sunshine, flowers that never faded, and clear, turquoise ocean waves. My surroundings were, in a word, idyllic. My home was green and warm all year long, without a season…