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Hi I'm Heather

Come stroll the trails with me on our 44 acre Midwest horse farm where I seek God in the ordinary and always find Him--the Extraordinary--wooing, teaching, wowing me with Himself. Thanks for visiting. I hope you will be blessed!

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Come Alive!

Jesus Christ is risen!  The stone has been rolled away!  He conquered DEATH, left the tomb empty, and lives forever bringing new life to all who will believe and accept His free gift of salvation. Hallelujah! I could site all the evidence from once-atheists turned believers when they went on a personal mission to disprove the […]

Open

How to find true love and life in loss . . .     We’ve all experienced it, you know. Loss. It’s a reality of our broken world. We lose jobs to the economy.  We lose friends and family through misunderstandings and betrayals.  We lose spouses through divorce.  We lose health through illness or accident.  We lose […]

Pink Hat

It’s all about what you wear . . . We left the farm for a day.  Our youngest, a freshman in high school, is on spring break.  Unlike many around here who fly south to get some sun and warmth we’re all itching for in Wisconsin, we go north every spring.  Apparently, that’s crazy, so […]

Turn Over

Some people want do-overs of days or weeks or even years. What we really need is a turn-over.  I traipse carefully to the barn over icy patches beginning to melt.  Sound of birds chirping a new day tell me our long wait is near over.  Spring is coming soon. Grain and vitamins scooped into each […]

Ashes

Ring around the rosie, a pocket full of posies, ashes, ashes, we all fall down . . . We sang it for fun, way back when I was young.  Didn’t know the meaning.  Still don’t.  Urban legend says it’s about people dying horrible deaths during the Black Plague that swept through Europe long ago.  But […]

Plowed

  I traipsed to the barn at 7:00 AM through three feet of drifted snow.  The path was no longer visible, yet the storm had just begun. Dressed in two base layers, three middle layers, a down jacket, and wool hat, I was prepared for the weather.  Still, 30 mile per hour southeast winds blew […]

God Thaws

Everything frozen is captivating me at the moment—the frozen roads and gravel drive ushering me to our home—frozen path leading me to our barn full of horses—frozen water drips hanging from benches and twigs. After leaving our 22 year old daughter for her first night’s stay in assisted living—her own apartment with a caregiver in […]

Heat Wave in Sheets

I suppose if you’re in your twenties or thirties or even your forties, you might think one way about heat waves in sheets.  But if you’re well into your fifties and female, there is an alternative way of thinking. Yes indeed!  ‘Tis the season of life for frequent private summers blowing in from God-knows-where in […]

Moving Movies and the First Snow

Some movies move us.  Last night, our family watched an extraordinary documentary listed in the Guinness Book of World Records as the largest film screening in history.  On August 11, 2012, in Milwaukee’s Miller Park Stadium, 28,442 people gathered to see Honor Flight—The Movie.  They also came to honor the last of a dying generation—dying […]

Plucked (How True Love Sets Us Free)

He loves me.  He loves me not.  He loves me.  He loves me not. When I was a young girl, my friends and I went hunting for daisies in the field behind our house and when we found one, we plucked the petals till there was only one left, hoping to end on . . […]

True Self Love

He pulls the cinnamon raisin bagel from the toaster and does not spread butter or cream cheese. Just plain and warm.  He stuffs his mouth and I watch his face contort as he chews, lips never meeting.  Years ago I would have told him to close his mouth when eating, but the years have softened […]

Relatively Speaking

There are still five baby birds flying back and forth between front porch rail and nest glued to the corner, right above the swing, with bird spit and heaven knows what else.  It’s just plain gross-looking.  But it works—for them.  And my husband steps out yesterday, coffee mug in hand, being bombarded by too many […]