My chickens bring me joy, and that matters in this broken world. Unsurprisingly they didn’t lay eggs during winter but now that prices are high, they’ve begun producing again.
A new fallen dusting of snow can reveal evidence that neighbors are nearby.
Wisdom is learned wherever God’s word is found. That includes nature, created and sustained by the word of God. So, we should consider it.
A tiny visitor on our deck graces me with wonder as I write.
Once each year, Shepherd’s Harvest Festival brings me an opportunity to slow down and relish the glory of God’s earth and human creativity. The eggrolls on a stick make the day complete.
For a wonderful selection of poems that celebrate the glory of creation and the extraordinary nature of the ordinary, get a copy of Mary Oliver’s Devotions.
Three extracts from my reading: On trivialization of faith; on caring for the earth which is the Lord’s; and on when entertainment shapes life.
Raising backyard chickens brings wonder and patience, but not necessarily eggs.
A Rocha takes God’s word in scripture and creation seriously—please consider supporting its work of caring for the Lord’s earth.
Even parts of creation that seem unproductive and wasteful, like swamps, are the Lord’s and vital in the orderly planet he made.