Once upon a time, there was a television advertisement for men’s wedding tuxedos, and it made such an impression…

We know from Jesus’ later conversation with Peter that He knew how Peter was going to die. “Truly, truly, I say to you, when…

My grandmother sewed my mother’s wedding gown, a labor of love that boggles my mind. Perhaps you have sewed someone’s wedding…

Today let’s dig into that sometimes confusing verse, “Charm is deceitful and beauty is vain, but a woman who fears the Lord is to…

What would you think if I told you that submission is a beauty secret? Would you be intrigued? Offended? Puzzled? When I think…

As I write these words, I am in the midst of moving my 87-year-old, widowed mother into an Assisted Living facility because she…

How often do you cringe when you hear the word “submission”? Does it feel like a punishment, or have you discovered “beauty secrets” hidden within…

We had just saddled up the horses for our first trail ride at a horse camping weekend. We were all so excited about the weekend, which was a first…

I was watching the trainer working with Apollo and I was intrigued by her consistent words to the horse, “Excuse me Sir, I am over here.” First…

I was sitting in the barn listening to the horses quietly munching on their breakfast, watching the rain drowning my pastures, and reading my…

I was out in the barn during the massive storms that hit our area. 50-70 mph wind gusts and rain at 2-3 inches an hour, for almost 24 hours…

This past weekend I introduced Apollo to the rest of our herd. We have three horses and one miniature pony. They knew he was…

On New Year's Day this year, my daughter Abby and I went to check out a horse auction with the intention of learning more about how we…

As a preacher’s kid, Heidi has seen and experienced the good, the bad, and the ugly of church life in ways that broke her but ultimately drove her to…

I was ambushed in a parking lot recently. Don’t worry, it wasn’t a carjacking! My granddaughters and I had almost reached our…

For most of my life, I looked forward to the final six weeks of the year, full of holiday cheer, beginning with Mom’s November…

They’re gone. That was often my first waking thought in the days after Dad’s passing. The reality settled over my sorrowing…

I wasn’t with my husband when he passed away. I was holding Mom’s hand when she took her last breath. Given

I was in elementary school when Mom, Dad, and I went to Myrtle Beach for the first of many family beach vacations. One evening…

A decade or so ago, I discovered the joys of feeding the birds that frequent my wooded property. Cardinals, chickadees, woodpeckers, nut hatches, and…