Some years ago, a young woman named Emily had suddenly been diagnosed with stage 4 cancer.
I say suddenly because she had no symptoms, was a healthy woman in her late 20s, and the mother of two beautiful little children and wife to a wonderful man.
Has anyone here grown up on a farm?
A few, most likely.
But has anyone here had to work on the threshing floor, separating the wheat from the chaff with a winnowing fork?
Most of us probably can’t relate.
The process is simply, but...
The day after Christmas, sitting amid a pile of unwrapped presents and an abundance of pine needles
— the clutter that comes in the wake of Christmas morning celebration —
my usually effervescent youngest son looked oddly forlorn.
“How can you be sad with all of this j...