The rain falls on my enemies and neighbors

We’ve been getting lots of rain lately. I don’t read a weather almanac, or keep a journal to compare years, but it seems like I remember getting excessive rain most every April. Maybe it’s just late this year. My grandma always mentioned the Farmer’s Almanac and in my child brain I thought of it like some sort of horoscope or divination. Come to find out it has weather predictions and planting dates based on tabular data and tide tables… My grandfather’s livelihood depended on frost forecasts and planting dates. I’m not as connected to the land as God intended, but I know we need the rain. I still understand it as a good thing, even though our house is a click to continue reading…

Staying and Fixing Broken

Years ago I read Chasing the Dragon by Jackie Pullinger. I don’t remember why I picked it up, although I did think I’d someday go to a foreign mission field, so I read one or two books about those experiences. One of most impactful things I got from this book was that sometimes the drug addicted would come to her for help, pray to God and immediately be sober, clear minded, healed, and never crave drugs again. Other times the individual would pray, and then writhe in agony for days, crying out for relief from the pain of detox. And both would love Jesus… Only part of the story When people share their experience, we tend to think it’s formula. click to continue reading…

Matriarchal Wisdom

Things my grandmother used to say: You make a better door than a window. It simply means please get out of the way. I heard it every time I stood in from of the television. Always add as many eggs as you want, and one for the pan. This is for scrambled eggs in a cast iron skillet. Since she was raised in the dust bowl close to the Great Depression, I’d consider it luxurious generosity. When you get married, everything should be new inside and out. Buy new panties. You can’t tell on galloping horse. This is in reference to uneven stitches on homemade clothing for children who spend most of their time running. But remember it for any click to continue reading…

When panties are showing

I once attended an outdoor wedding where the guests sat around a fire pit. The rows were elevated and many people had rocks or logs to sit on, but I wasn’t expecting it to be so rustic. I wasn’t the only one. There was a woman corralling two toddlers while we waited for the ceremony. Her dress was a little too short for her weight. It was way too short for her activity. I could relate, I was wearing a typical wedding outfit. Where, if you cant your leg to the side–just so, and you suck your gut in–like that, it’s passable. But if you need to cattle rustle…then you are dressed wrong. I was enjoying the season where I click to continue reading…