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Hi I'm Heather

Come stroll the trails with me on our 44 acre Midwest horse farm where I seek God in the ordinary and always find Him--the Extraordinary--wooing, teaching, wowing me with Himself. Thanks for visiting. I hope you will be blessed!

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The Presence of Peace in the Midst of Grief

The second week of Advent, we light that second candle.  The peace candle. Peace. I want that flame to touch every wicked thing around the world this Christmas. I want peace on earth and goodwill to spread towards all.  This is what we sing this season, isn’t it?  Peace?  Goodwill? And yet, Aleppo’s without water […]

To Have and Hold Hope

“How can you sit and listen to people in pain all day long?” People often asked me this question when I worked as a therapist. Truth is, I viewed my job as a privilege to sit face-to-face with people in great inner pain, holding hope for them when they could not hold hope for themselves. […]

My Personal Post-Election Lament and Encouragement

Influenza did me in before the election. For four straight days, I was literally sick and tired. When not sleeping, which wasn’t often, I just prayed. I prayed for my health. I prayed for my family and friends. I prayed for our country and our leaders. In fact, I’ve never prayed so earnestly about the […]

The One Right Choice in This Election

‘Tis the season to be jolly Fa la la la la, La la la . . .   Bah!  Humbug!  Some are thinking it. Some are feeling it. Some are saying it. This season, opinions are flying faster than migrating birds. What the hell is happening to us? (Yeah, go ahead.  Raise your eyebrows. Get […]

How Can We Turn Away from Such a Great Love?

Leslie Leyland Fields  is a multi-faceted, precious jewel—brilliant, wise, accomplished,  humble, and generous. She has been part of her family’s Alaskan commercial salmon fishing operation for decades on the edge of a continent. For the past four years, she has welcomed writers to her Alaskan wilderness fish camp each summer, teaching how to create beauty with words and […]

When You Need Lasting Peace and Solid Hope

 Which one should I choose? Back and forth I went on Sunday night, wondering. Who would get my vote?    Who would win?  Who would lose?  I was kind of beside myself with the choice set before me. I could choose only one! So, I chose to watch the debate instead of the Packers. Nearly […]

What To Do When You Feel Like A Freak

Our pastor’s kid hauled these freaks from the back garden and plopped them on the front porch. I thought they looked bad in the patch. Seeing them all together, all their deformities and discolorations on side-by-side display, kind of shocked me, honestly.   How in the world did this happen?  This is not what I […]

Crossing the Continent, Finding Faith

The beginning of this month, I flew to the edge of the continent. From one shore to another—Lake Michigan to Alaska.  Flew to Anchorage and then Kodiak Island. Boarded a bush plane, hugged the interior mountain peaks, landed on a gravel strip at Larsen Bay. Hauled my bag down to the black rocky beach. Climbed […]

If You Need Some Love To Set You Free

I hired a prisoner yesterday. Well, actually, a former prisoner. Just out of the slammer. Spent two years behind bars and that wasn’t his first stint—in prison, that is. $150 to his name. Rent due September 1. No job yet but he’s hunting hard. Anyone want to hire a prisoner set free? Yeah, he’s made […]

When Darkness Engulfs

I’m not going to get political in this piece. I’m going to get personal. And spiritual. Because the spiritual should affect the personal and the personal should affect the political. What I’ve witnessed these past few days is the reverse order of God’s order and all hell has broken loose. Now, the creeping darkness has […]

Simply Grateful

We went to our “happy place”, as our youngest son calls it, for a family vacation from Saturday until Wednesday. Door County is the “thumb” of Wisconsin and what some refer to as “the Cape Cod of the Midwest”—a peninsula that juts out separating the waters of Green Bay and Lake Michigan. Highway 42 meanders […]

Let the Bullets Fly!

Like many, I have been grieving over all the bullets flying.  Bullets made with lead. Bullets made with words. Both wounding, maiming, destroying.  Seems to be increasing.  The murders. The hate. The protests. The terror.  What’s one to do? I say, act like a dog . . . Yesterday morning as I lay in bed […]