My Tough Wisconsin Grandpa

January 16, 2017

I love this photo of my grandpa trying out the neck massager. He is a tough Wisconsin farmer. A boy who grew up in pioneer country in Depression-era America, who cleared stumps from fields with dynamite and endured below zero weather while there were still bedbugs and wood stoves. In the rough-hewn cabin where he was born, he remembers his dad staying up at night …

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I Call My Brother Fat Boy

January 9, 2017

I have almost reached my three year blogiversary. Not quite. But in honor of it, today I present the first post I ever published, and still one of my favorites, entitled “I Call My Brother Fat Boy.” P.S. I seldom call him Fat Boy anymore. But I just did the other day, and yes, he still answers to it. *** Actress Jennifer Lawrence said in …

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Someone Smart as God

January 2, 2017

“I want to meet someone who’s as smart as God,” Dad told me recently. He had been telling me some of the story of when he was a teen and fought against God, fought hard, hating Him. “I was dead set against it,” he said. There was admiration in his eyes. “But He knew just how to get me in the place where I would …

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Stop and Worship or Remain Unchanged

December 19, 2016

Mary said, “My soul doth magnify the Lord, and my spirit hath rejoiced in God my Savior. For He hath regarded the low estate of his handmaiden…For He that is mighty hath done to me great things, and holy is his name.” Luke 1:46-49 These verses, part of Mary’s prayer when she had the baby Jesus in her belly, are precious to me. I prayed …

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And Then There Were Seven

December 13, 2016

Ava Joy arrived November 28, my seventh “nibling.” I have two nephews and five nieces now. Ava came in a tearing hurry. Her dad had to speed like mad to get to the birth center on time. Ava was born 5 minutes–5 minutes!–after they got there. After Ava had shot into the world, Ava’s dad went outside to check on the car and found it …

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Not Objects Exactly

December 5, 2016

Words are not objects exactly, but people perhaps. Children, reflections of me. Laugh, skip, sing, jump, joy pour word on word then mist through wild entwining rivers rushing and roaring through acres of time. Words are not objects exactly. Pluck words from the air twirl on a finger, arrange on a page. Hard fast hard hurl down change white to black then stretch to long …

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How to Love an Abuser

November 28, 2016

Last week, guest blogger Rosanna Brubacker wrote about domestic abuse, specifically abuse that goes on in conservative Anabaptist circles. We were both astounded by the large readership that one post gained and happy for the positive responses. Obviously, the reality of abuse and how to deal with it is a needed subject in conservative Mennonite circles. But how to deal with the abuser himself? What …

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That Day We Call Thanksgiving

November 23, 2016

I think I sensed it before I got out of bed this morning: a certain happiness, a lightness in my spirit like the light peeking through the edges of my closed blind. I got up, opened the blind. The room flooded with white light. Snow on the ground! So that was it. I am always happy on the first day of snow, that first glimpse …

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What Mary Doesn’t Tell

November 21, 2016

Today’s post is from Rosanna Brubacker, who blogs at Thyme On My Path: “Mary!” Ben yelled.  “Get downstairs and check your soup!  It’s boiling over!  How dumb can you be?  Don’t you know that you just don’t walk off when you’re cooking?  Hurry!” “I’m coming.”  Mary called back.  Quickly she scooped little Jerry from the changing table and grabbed his pants. She hurried down the …

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