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    The Misty Flats

     I learned the poem The Way in my youth. To every man there openeth A Way, and Ways, and a Way, And the High Soul climbs the High Way, And the Low Soul gropes the Low, And in between, on the misty flats, The rest drift to and fro. But to every man there openeth A High Way, and a Low. And every man decideth The way his soul shall go.    -John Oxenham Those “Misty Flats” were my bane.  I was pretty confident that I would not choose the Low Way because of my relationship with Jesus, but the fear of those “Misty Flats,” an apathetic and hazy existence, seemed…

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    Formal Invitation

    Here is the scoop: We are celebrating the release of Searching for the Sacred: On Kitten Creek with a signing party in the barn. Consider this your formal invitation to join us. I have, to the best of my ability, recorded what God has done and is doing here on Kitten Creek. So many have been a part of this story. Please come and join us as we celebrate. “Not to us,oh Lord, not to us but to your name be the glory, because of your love and faithfulness” (Psalm 115:1).  Click on the word “invite”  and you will receive your formal invitation!    invite

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    On Kitten Creek

    It is coming! My “baby” will be delivered the beginning of May! For an introvert, this news is both exhilarating and dismaying. My purpose in writing was to share all God has done; however, in doing that I had to become both vulnerable and honest. So now, the dismay I feel comes from my exposure. The story these pages tell is the story of a simple walk of faith, sometimes mixed with doubt, but always moving upward and onward. The exhilaration I feel comes from knowing that, in my own inadequate words I have told the story of our walk with God  on this humble farm on Kitten Creek Road.…

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    So Much Happening on Kitten Creek

      Milestones: Two weddings. Our grandchildren are growing up. Brother/son/grandson, EJ, was married to Jena on March 18. The next weekend sister/daughter/granddaughter, Emmaline, was married to Sam. Words do not suffice in expressing our joy and thankfulness.  Emmaline’s pictures are not available to me,yet, but here us a link to EJ’s and Jena’s wedding pictures. The pictures relate the joy of the couple and also of those who love them. http://www.miravisuphoto.com/austin-wedding-photography-blog/ Actually, there were three wedding in that one week. Our dear neighbors, the Bascoms, were also celebrating a daughter/grandaughter wedding. The original farm acres were filled with guests and celebrations. We are now in relaxation and recuperation mode.

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    Miracles

    “Angel lived!” Susie, the market place supervisor and owner of the little lamb, Angel, was ecstatic when she called last evening. The last I had heard down at the “prayer house” on Sunday evening was, “There is a bottle lamb up in the market that is dying.” As I grabbed some medication to send with Anya, the message-bearer, she explained that the lamb was very sick: its tongue was cold, and its breathing was shallow and slow. It was dying. The children in the market place who had carried the lamb for two previous evenings and the adults who had watched and loved the baby lamb were saddened. There is…

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    GEARING UP FOR BETHLEHEM REVISITED 2016

      November: the focus on the farm is now Bethlehem Revisited: two work days and one rehearsal. We are so thankful for about fifty volunteers who came to help us spruce up the paths, clear grass and weeds from the fire pits, rebuild the annunciation station, repair Bethlehem village, hang signs, mow weeds, put up the clothes racks and hang all the costumes, etc., etc.. One of my favorite memories is of young boys (all nine and under) taking off with shovels, clippers, and rakes under the immediate direction of Caleb, our nine-year-old grandson. What grandparent wouldn’t find delight in this scene? Of course, this young crew is the first…

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    Oh Holy Night?

    Where is peace? Where is it hiding, when our world is overwhelmingly disjointed and we feel the need to hold it together?   I was feeling the need to hold things together one December in the early 90’s. Using the land for our Bethlehem story had been a vision  of my heart for years.  It seemed that God had given us land with the story written into its very geography. I was directing the “performance” of our not-named-yet nativity once again. My gifts do not necessarily lie in directing, but I determined to do my best.  Judd, the behind-the scenes’ director was loyally helping me. The majority of our cast that…

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    Vision and “Wish Dreams”

    I do believe that God plants into our souls an expectation of His miraculous presence in our world, and He is pleased when we do not simply submit to the mundane, to the ho-hum life of mediocrity, but press for the life that is “above and beyond all that we ask or think.” Perhaps, the verse “I would have fainted if I had not seen the hand of the Lord in the land of the living,” was the impetus to my vision, my dreams. I seemed to be blessed with vision; my dear mother accused me of wearing “rose colored glasses” in my early years. Maybe it was good that…

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    Authenticity: The “Real I” and the “Real Thou”

      At fourteen, a few days before I turned fifteen, I had a crash-bang encounter with the Real Thou…and He spoke directly to the Real I.  Having been chosen at the last moment to replace someone on our Youth For Christ Bible quiz team, I had crammed for a week, trying to memorize scripture that we would cover in quizzes against other teams from our North Atlantic District.   We were going to represent our group at a large convention in Ocean City, New Jersey. This was a big deal…and I was scared.  By the time we got to Ocean City, I was not feeling well.  I got worse as the…

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