The Miracle of the Weed Eater

It was an already hot early summer morning and our 14 year old grandson was helping my husband Rick by weed eating our vineyard.  Instead of hiring it out, Don told Jas he could earn the money for his basketball camp.  Jas was new to this endeavor but did a great job until mid-afternoon… when the machine stopped running.  Not wanting to feel inadequate (helping his Opa was a new venture) he tried and tried to restart the languid machine pulling the started rope as shown all to no avail.

Finally, he brought a broken machine to Rick.  He had pulled the starter cord to the end of the housing and there it lay long and limp.  Evidently, instead of realizing the tool had run out of gas… the efforts of trying to restart broke the retraction mechanism in the machine.  Rick who is mechanically inclined spent a good 45 minutes taking the thing apart, but the actual housing of the retraction mechanism was factory sealed requiring special tools to access – therefore, no luck.  Broken Unit

Saturday we bought a new unit… and Don told Jas, yes he could come again… On their way to our house after the Sunday morning message, Jas and Marie, his mom, were talking.  He felt really bad that the weed eater was broken; he planned on paying back the $200+ for the new unit. Marie agreed.  But, mentioned that they should lift this to Jesus in prayer and see if He would intervene.

Working in clearing the vineyard of weeds was completed.  A daunting job, but undertaken with determination that is bred within a soul that wants to do the job right and prove that it isn’t too much for a 14 year old.  To read more click here.


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The Knot in the Rope

Oh my good Lord! I turned to my daughter and realized that the only other time I had been in this church was … 18 months earlier in the springtime…Praying hands

The day was fresh and sunny, my spirit quiet yet tormented.  If you have ever been estranged from your child you will know the dark hole and gnawing feelings that invade your heart-  The ache, the pain the unrelenting despair that threatens to overtake your being at any point in time, but most especially in the still of the night.

It had been an especially rough 18 months.  The relationship with my daughter had become cooler and cooler and now was at a near “hostile” point.  No way to talk or communicate.  Lifeless vm messages given and returned.  This was especially difficult since it hadn’t been too many years that our relationship had still been warm, loving and close (very close).  Almost 2 hearts beating as one… We were best friends.

Now, there was nothing to talk about… She didn’t want to share the details of a marital relationship that had not only fallen apart, but become abusive.  First it was not understanding the why… and how we got there… Then as it began to dawn that there was trouble… no way to really help.  Yes, I was driven back on my knees and to the feet of my Saviour.  Click here to continue


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Jesus My Rock

In Your loving mercy You crafted yourself into a huge rock.  It is here that I rest warmed by Your love.  It is here that I recharge my energies communing with You.  It is amazing how You grow the rock to meet my needs.  In extreme situations where towering waves threaten to overwhelm me, that your rock enlarges to become a shelter with a cozy cave away from the breaking, sweeping waves crashing all around.  pacific_ocean_pictures_t1743

I hide myself in You.  There I find solace, and peace to  renew my strength.  While the enemy pounds outside in fury!  I rest in You, letting the violence expend itself.  Relentlessly hurling at you what was meant to overcome and defeat me.  Lord, please show me and give me the discernment to know that those waves are too powerful for me. Please keep me from trying to conquer in my own strength.

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23rd Psalm – A Promise of Day to Day Caring

Frustrated and Worried


When the blood started to appear in my stool, I sought help from our family doctor. Tests indicated that endometrial cells must have invaded my bowels and this was where the blood originated. Several further tests were required which then confirmed the original diagnosis, the remedy a hysterectomy. The concern, that the damage to the intestines would be too severe and that a colostomy would be required was something that nearly pushed me over the edge.  For, external excrement that was over the top! Entire post.. click here