For all celebrating the resurrection of Jesus today, here is one of my favorite hymns. My grandmother told me once that when she was babysitting a 3-year-old Alison on Easter in Pennsylvania many years ago, she caught me sitting very close to the TV, intently watching a program that seemed intense for a child. She said, “Alison what are you watching?” Apparently I was watching an Easter history special. I turned to her with equal intensity and replied, “What’s the matter Granny? Haven’t you ever heard of the resurrection of Jesus Christ?!”
“I fear no foe, with Thee at hand to bless
Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness
Where is death's sting?
Where, grave, thy victory?
I triumph still, if Thou abide with me.”
—“Abide With Me” by Henry Francis Lyte
We met Nathan outside Tractor Supply after a hard day’s work. Lily told him, “You stink!” 🤣And she was right. Nathan does pregnancy checks on cows by sticking his arm up their rectum. He was covered in manure and he told us he will just wash his clothes and start over again tomorrow.
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Lily is such a great seamstress already at 6-years old. Her sewing capabilities are only topped by her ability to find all kinds of bugs around the farm. Yesterday she found a praying mantis and brought it to sewing class. I think the mantis actually enjoyed making a purse.
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We did it. We fought telecom and won. An industry worth trillions of dollars with copious federal protections. Just one ex-TV reporter and my motley crew of friends along with our rural middle class neighborhood. The Citrus County Planning & Development Commission denied the permit for the cell tower proposed next to our farm. What an incredible day.
This is likely not the end. There could be a federal lawsuit. The attorney could resubmit for a shorter tower. For now though, we celebrate - or nap.
This morning I was puking my guts up from stress, praying that God would get me through this day. The benefit of a situation like this is that it allows us to confront every identity we believe limits or defines us and watch God do the work. An old family friend and pastor told me once that courage is not lack of fear - it is acting despite it. It hit me a while back that it matters less what happens with the cell tower than how I react to it. “What does it profit a man to gain the world (or ...
