Day by day my hands are dry Washing washing soap and lye Hands that cook, hands that clean, hands that hold and cherish things unseen Prep a turkey, drive the car Push the basket, touch a bar Scrub the dishes, mop the grease Rinse the fruit, take a pee Change a diaper, wipe a kid Noses, bottoms, faces, feet Washing washing germs away so sweet. Dried out, cracking, rough…

Our goodbyes said The tear in my heart is sharp My face I cannot dry Why is it so hard this time? The loss is great My heart breaks Where is my former strength? Jesus be enough Let me feel your touch Hold me while I weep I need to feel your love Three tiny souls Who still need to learn and grow I must be the one To…

As some of you know, Reuben is returning to Alaska in about 10 days, March 2nd. He is going to be looking for work on someone else's boat either fishing for cod or halibut. He is returning so early this year due to financial reasons. Essentially, God has provided immensely in the past 4 months since Reuben's been home. Allowing my Cutco business to exceed expectations in Nov and…