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Modern Day Mission
Originally published by The Round Farmhouse Ministries on August 12, 2025 “So, being affectionately desirous of you, we were ready to share with you not only the gospel of God but also our own selves, because you had become very dear to us.” (1 Thessalonians 2:8, ESV) When I think about missions in my state,…
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The Main Street Spitter
I keep expecting someone to post something in the local Facebook groups about the woman who spits as she runs down Main Street. She’ll be labeled the mysterious “Main Street Spitter”. With her hat pulled down and her sunglasses on it’s hard to tell who she is, but shame on her for spitting in a…
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Praise is a Weapon
Ever have one of those mornings when you’re in a funk know you need to change your mood, but just can’t seem to do it? On one such morning I added the song “Praise” to my running playlist (song link below). One line stood out to me: “My praise is a weapon.” Wait, what? Why…
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Bees, Weeds, and Poison Things
Ah, summer. Since it’s summer and I’m not working full time, I’ve tackled some projects in my yard. But when people ask how my new home is, I reply that I think my yard is trying to kill me. Let me share with you what I’ve experienced and thought about lately. Bees The surprises in…
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Women on the Beach
The beach is my happy place. Usually I have my nose in a book, but I also enjoy people-watching. You know, seeing the girls with bodies I never had (and the one who didn’t put on sunscreen will have an uncomfortable time sitting down tomorrow). And yes, I confess, I look at the bathing suits…
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When I Am Afraid
Originally published by The Round Farmhouse on July 9, 2025. “When I am afraid, I put my trust in you. In God, whose word I praise, in God I trust; I shall not be afraid. What can flesh do to me?” (Psalm 56:3-4, ESV) When I was little my mom played a cassette tape of…
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Dry Ground
I think it’s cool how it can be raining out, but there are still patches of dry ground on the road. The trees provide enough shelter to block the rain. If I’m standing under the sheltering tree, I can still see, hear, and maybe even feel the spray from the rain, but it’s not drenching…
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At Least the Lawn is Mowed
I love this picture: Because I feel like this often. I feel bad about myself because I haven’t gotten done what I wanted to get done. And so I’ve tried to find some straight-forward, doesn’t-require-a-lot-of-thinking tasks that make me feel like I have at least one duck in the right place. And so I run…
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Where’s Your Rain Jacket?
It’s the time of year when it’s chilly in the morning but warm in the afternoon. It’s cool inside (if the AC is working), but it’s hot outside. It’s time to dress in layers. So I look through my closet, trying to find an outer layer that will block the cool morning air but not…
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A Parade of Ducks
While on vacation I saw a parade of ducks crossing the street. The Mama duck brought up the rear of the parade, watching and guiding her ducklings with her “quacks” and her proximity. Although they walked ahead of her she was with them the whole time – watching, guiding, and protecting. I do this with…