by Deb Farris | Aug 22, 2023 | Devotions
Little tree, I do meet, perchance, strolling on a summer day Your fruit plentiful, with youthful blush you flourish But what of these limbs when winter bares and night winds blow No color then, nor overflowing branches to shade this ground Harvest complete, or so it...
by Deb Farris | Aug 14, 2023 | Devotions
She stood back and watched, looked on from a distance, sat silently while others spoke up. Stuck up, aloof, conceited, her classmates said about her. If you frown like that you’re going to get a wrinkle, her grandma told her. I have a wrinkle. Maybe you can relate. I...
by Deb Farris | Aug 11, 2023 | Musings
Do you, fellow writer, find this to be true, too? When you check your Blog Stats, sometimes very old posts pop up that have recently been read and you go back to rediscover them too, along with all the imperfections? So, today, I have to tell you, thank you for...
by Deb Farris | Aug 9, 2023 | Devotions, Mental Health, Nature
And there it was again, Song of Songs! The binding of my Bible is broken so that it automatically opens to Song of Songs. After a few times of reading over the words I’d underlined over the years, I ignored it and moved on to the Chapters I was studying (one chapter...
by Deb Farris | Jul 27, 2023 | Musings
“Brrr. It’s cold in here,” he says rubbing his arms after he walks through the door at the end of the day. “Remember I work in an air conditioned office.” “Sorry,” I say closing the front door. And on another evening, “Honey, why don’t you have the air conditioner...
by Deb Farris | Jul 25, 2023 | Devotions
I spent last weekend participating in the Trauma Healing Training Workshop I mentioned last week. What an experience. Who knew I still had wounds of my own that needed healing? Does it ever end? I guess it shouldn’t surprise me. If I’ve learned anything, it’s that God...
by Deb Farris | Jul 21, 2023 | Musings
He’s a projecting, guitar playing, good housekeeping kind of guy. I wouldn’t call myself a slob, there’s just always something better to do other than clean. I’m a good paper towel cleaner upper. I can wipe up the kitchen floor with a single section. He’s also my...
by Deb Farris | Jul 19, 2023 | Devotions, Mental Health, Not According to Plan
It was Saturday morning. We were having breakfast, farm fresh eggs so yellow that Todd asked, “How did you make the eggs this color?” Summer air was blowing in through the window. The neighbor had just finished mowing her lawn, the smell of fresh cut grass still...
by Deb Farris | Jul 16, 2023 | Devotions
I was tempted to sit down at my computer on the dining room table before church. Isn’t church enough time with God this morning, I wondered?, while I considered foregoing my usual quiet time. I picked up my big steaming mug of coffee from the counter and glanced at...
by Deb Farris | Jul 14, 2023 | Musings
“I could tell,” my sister said. “I heard it in your voice and knew something was wrong. What’s going on? Sorry I didn’t call you back last night…” I was still in bed the next morning. I didn’t know what to say. Or where to begin. Sometimes silence is the only way....
