Author: maryanncrum

              If you’ve ever prayed to have more patience – and who does that?–may I suggest you try to get a donkey into a horse trailer. Especially a donkey who’s been doing only and exactly what he wants to nearly all his life. One time we needed to take Boo, our donkey, to the vet,… Continue reading I Don’t Want To Be Like Boo

At first glance, I thought it was a scam. It turned out to be anything but that and instead was one of those blessings that will encourage me for the rest of my days. On a recent afternoon, I was working on my computer and received a notification about a Facebook message from a guy… Continue reading Obedience Brings Blessings

Tennis is a sport steeped in history and tradition. Rackets and balls have certainly evolved changed over the years, but many things about the sport have remained essentially the same since King Henry VIII built a court and whacked away at balls made out of leather and stuffed with hair. Speaking of Henry, his second… Continue reading God Calls the Lines in My Life

It seems hard to imagine now, but it took me a good year or two before I felt like I knew where I was when I hiked around our farm. The previous owner had carved horse trails through the woods and before we even built our house, I’d sometimes come out to walk on the… Continue reading God Can Make a Way

                                 You know you might be getting old when you hear yourself repeatedly telling your spouse that he or she absolutely cannot die before you do because you don’t know how to operate half the stuff you own.   Everyone who knows me knows I’m very excited about heaven. So excited, in fact, I tend… Continue reading I Really Need To Go First

You may be familiar with the classic jazz song that begins like this: “How come you do me like you do do do? How come you do me like you do? Why do you try to make me feel so blue? I’ve done nothing to you.” Although it was written nearly 100 years ago, this… Continue reading Why Do We Do What We Do?

Who hasn’t said, or at least thought, “When I get to heaven, I’m going to ask God why (fill in the blank) …”? Well, I recently added a question to my list. It’s not theological or profound, and it certainly won’t be relevant in heaven, but I’d really like to know why God allows weeds… Continue reading Weeds Won’t Win in the End

My grandparents had a farm in Indiana and although they would never have wanted to be thought of as gamblers, I think farmers are about the biggest gamblers on the planet. Or maybe they just get used to trusting God in practical ways many of us can’t fathom. I’ve gained a whole new appreciation for… Continue reading God Can Grow Anything

I don’t see them too often, but I know they’re out there. And I know what they’re thinking. They’re thinking about all the things in my yard they want to eat when the sun goes down. They’re cute when they’re young, but deer are nevertheless steadily moving up on my “Most Not Wanted” list. They… Continue reading A War We Can Win

Nobody does murder mysteries like the British. All of those old manor houses and quaint cottages must be chock-full of people who have more dark motives and secrets than the queen has pocketbooks.  If Brits actually kill each other off at the rate one might assume based on their TV shows, it explains why they… Continue reading Tea’s Not Always What We Need