Hearing Heart Blog

My friend, Wendell, asked me to give an account of the last 30 years of my life. We’ve been out of touch just about that long, can you believe it? How time has flown – and yet, time was well-invested! He found my page on Facebook.com, and contacted me just two weeks ago…* Such a tall order, though! How can I recount 30 years? I’ll give it a shot, anyway: 1978: I married my husband, the man I’d prayed about for years before. I had asked God to “save my future husband”, if he didn’t know God’s love yet – and that’s what happened! He was an apprentice saw-filer, and I, a cook, janitor, care-giver, etc.! 1979: Our first son, the “sprinter”, was born 1980: Our second son, the “football player”, was born 1983: Our third son, our “joy boy”, was born 1989: Our daughter, the “only begotten” girl, was born 1990: Because of the magnanimous rent increases we were suffering, we jumped on an opportunity to live almost rent-free on a rural property in a 2-bed. mobile home. When our t

Okay, this is good.... I'm so tired at the end of my day now, that I don't care if the kitchen has been a mess all day. I fall into bed exhausted. But you know what? THIS IS FUN! Like a little kid when we lived in El Paso, or like my first year in school at Adams Elementary, I wake up excited for the next adventure! There IS a difference, though. I get out of bed more slowly. I have to work around some aches and pains till things get loosened up, but it's all good! I throw on my dusty clothes and take a long walk (after my cup of cocoa, of course) up and down the dirt paths around our property. The more I do this, the faster and harder I can walk! Cool! I'd rather be in the pool where my muscles move more freely, but we're not going to afford that right now... Prayer, or hearing God, or meditation (fill in the blank) comes easier for me with physical movement. My landscape is changing so much. We gave our dog away. The chickens are going next. I think t