Judging by the title of this post you can see it is about the day in a life of a cowboy pastor’s wife. No this doesn’t involve waking up at 5:00 a.m. everyday. I don’t spend hours in prayer. I’m not quite the hand I wish I were. I wish...
I get so distracted. I wish it weren’t true, but it is. Even this morning as I look at a blank computer screen. What do I write? I’ve got dozens of ideas written in my notes but none appeal to me this morning. A blank computer screen with a beautiful picture. I can...
I finally found her, my first car. She was a 69 Ford Mustang. Obviously this isn’t her in the picture. I had washed probably hundreds of dogs for her. Saving each week when I got paid. Meanwhile I scanned the Auto Trader looking for a deal. I needed one because a...
He had written them down for me once before. Sayings….you know the kind that make you stop and think. I had lost the letter, with these saying, in a house fire. Almost ten years and upon my request, he wrote them down again. His name is Hank, my father-in-law….also...
I was so excited about the move. My husband had gotten the ranch job we had prayed for. We would get a check, house, and utilities. In anticipation, I sat on the edge of the truck seat, as we headed towards the ranch house. It was late at night but so far so good....
