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    Business, not as usual.

    Not many know this, but the first business Brad and I ever started was an online hookah retailer.  Yes, you heard me right, we sold hookahs in college. I can’t stop laughing while writing this out because it seems so long ago and so foreign, but once upon a time this young married couple at Ohio University went into business with a friend because they thought they could get a corner on the hookah business in Athens.  Plus, we enjoyed smoking the fun fruity tobaccos.  They were somehow “better” for you because they tasted good, right? This isn’t something you lead with when introducing yourself, or even when sharing your…

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    Creative boost

    Last week I delivered a short message to our church on creativity. This week I’ve realized how uncreative I’ve been for months. God truly has a sense of humor, and I am thankful he can use me despite the fact that I am not qualified nor do I even feel qualified. There have been times in my life of free flowing, ample creativity.  Everything seems like a new idea, something to start, something to try.  It’s exciting and pleasing and my brain goes a hundred miles a minute thinking about all that I want to make.  It can also be disruptive and frustrating when I don’t have all the time…

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    Seasons

    This will be the third September in a row that we enter into a huge life transition.  Two years ago we took over as owners of a restaurant and one year ago we closed that restaurant. This September the Lord is leading us to a project bigger than ourselves, bigger than we could ever accomplish or set out to do on our own.  In three weeks, we will no longer have a steady income provided by the work of our hands, but we trust that God always pays for what He orders.  This is exciting, wonderful, terrifying and beautiful.  The Kingdom of God is forcefully advancing, and He wants us all…

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    Seek & Find

    I made sauerkraut yesterday and had a bowl of leftover cabbage pieces for the rabbits.  This morning I gave first pick to the bunnies that are growing out, but still had a little left.  As I looked back and forth between the other 10 cages I noticed one of our beloved does, J-bunny, eagerly jumping up and down in a way that just screamed “pick me, pick me.” I opened her cage and poured the rest of the bowl in; she began chomping the cabbage with vigor and God spoke to me that he gives his gifts to those that eagerly seek Him. Many expect Jesus to just appear to…

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    Past pain.

    I woke up with piercing pain in my right thumb. It’s not a new pain and has visited often the past couple of years, making it difficult to do nearly everything from opening toothpaste tubes to writing. I have received prayer for it and for a time it was healed. I’ll go for weeks not thinking about it but then out of nowhere it begins to hurt again. I retrace my steps over the previous days. Did I eat too much sugar? Have my phone in my right hand for too long? Perhaps I have a gluten intolerance that is causing inflammation? I went through all these motions this morning and I…

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    Raspberries

    This morning I took the kids to our favorite secluded park to pick black raspberries.  I was certain I would hit paydirt, but instead most of the spots had already been picked over.  We had a great time wading the creek and walking around, but my measly one quart of berries was less than I had hoped for. I drove away slowly craning my neck for just a few more, and then I spotted it, the mother load of berries!  I gleaned more in a couple of minutes wading through that brush than I had in an hour tromping through the park. Life with God is so similar.  Just as we’ve…

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    June Nineteenth

    This morning I tore leaves from the stems of basil and oregano to ready them for preservation.  I dried and froze the flavors, knowing that even though work that doesn’t seem worth it now, it will fill me with joy when I am cooking this winter.  This is the fourth summer we’ve spent on our homestead and I’m learning that the extra work now is worth it come the winter months.  Food is cheap at the store but there is nothing better than tearing into some homegrown goodness while the snow is flying. Our purpose on earth is similar, we are readying and preserving our best selves for a life…

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    Instead

    The grass is growing again. Last summer we were over our heads in a drowning restaurant, racing to get an addition built and trying to keep a homestead and family from falling prey to many weeds. It broke us open. Truly, truly, I say to you, unless a grain of wheat falls into the earth and dies, it remains alone; but if it dies, it bears much fruit. John 12:24  Through our brokenness, God has prevailed and has not left us.  The past year has been one of immense growth and change.  We have found the “insteads”.   to bestow on them a crown of beauty instead of ashes, the oil…

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    On the move

    The morning dew wets my feet as I walk out to cut the feverfew from its stem. I place the flowers in vases throughout the house.  I will just have to get rid of it in a few days when it is brown and rotten, but this act of bringing the outside in fills me with enough joy that the extra work is worth it. Isn’t that the the crux of work?  The reward must be worth the effort expended.  For many, the reward of a paycheck feeds their motivation as the alarm clock drones every morning.  Others of us are moved by a spiritual world that is beyond our…

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    A city redeemed

    God is readying Zanesville for a season of transformation.  The old ways are leaving and new life is entering. The Lord has been strategically drawing people here for decades.  I’ve lost count of how many people have told us they felt led to Zanesville by the Holy Spirit.  One person told me that saw our town as a “city on a hill that cannot be hidden” (Matt. 5:14) Believers that have been crying, “Revival!”  and “Come, Holy Spirit” are beginning to see the fruit of their labor.  The sick are healed, the deaf can hear and the blind see.  The Lord’s presence is gaining strength and we GET to be part…