Thee Farm Wife

Thee Farm Wife

Monday, November 30, 2015

The Devotional for Women...a book review

Disclosure of Material Connection: I received this book free from B&H/Lifeway Publishing. I was not required to write a positive review. The opinions I have expressed are my own. I am disclosing this in accordance with the Federal Trade Commission’s 16 CFR, Part 255: “Guides Concerning the Use of Endorsements and Testimonials in Advertising.”

If you are looking for a meaningful gift idea for Christmas this year, I highly recommend this daily devotional. First of all, I love the cover. I love love love books. And a book that feels good in my hands. Plus, it's purple.

It's what's on the inside that really captured my attention though. The paper is sumptuous. My pen feels good on the page. (Hey, I confessed I am a book nerd, kay?)

Each day has a new subject: from "The Value of Submission" on Day 105 to "Do You Pursue Other Lovers?" on Day 183. There are also entries for singles, moms, friends and tough subjects such as being hard-hearted, which I have struggled with in the past.

The devotional is compiled and edited by Rhonda Harrington Kelley and Dorothy Kelley Patterson. It features writing from more than twenty authors, so there is a rich variety of story-telling and soul stirring questions.

I plan on reading it through each year and writing notes on the pages as each entry relates to my life in that particular season. I love that it is not a dated journal. You can start anytime, and also not feel guilty for skipping a day (or two or three sigh).

Use a coupon for Family Christian Books or search for it on Amazon or at your favorite book retailer. 

Let me know where you found a copy and whether or not you plan on keeping it for yourself or giving it as a gift! 

Saturday, November 28, 2015

Why I avoid the whole "Black Friday" thing...and writing woes, and blessings, always blessings

I love good deals, honest I do. But I'm not one for crowds, or chaos, or mom's duking it out for the latest tickle-me-Elmo toy. I don't think I've ever shopped on Black Friday. Nope. never.

Here's a secret for you: if you don't look at the ads you won't know what you're missing.

I opened the Blain's Farm Fleet ad and looked at a few pages and started making a mental list of all of the things I could get for a great deal for ME. None of which I needed or even realized I wanted. I threw the ad and the rest of the specials in the recycle bin.

For me, it's too easy to get caught up in the thrill of the deal. 

All of the snow has melted here at Thee Farm. That makes me happy happy happy.

Thee Farmer and his eldest daughter are out cleaning pens and doing projects. They went shopping yesterday - to the farm store. She was so excited to get new coveralls and gloves. They also bought some Dewalt stuff that was on sale. She named her impact drill. Seriously. That girl is crazy about farming and fixing things.

I have to admit that I have felt totally uninspired in my writing the past few weeks. I know WHAT I want to write.  

And then...I look over and there is salt sprinkled from one end of the house to the other. Dinosaurs look like they have risen from extinction. (When did I buy him that many?!) Marker all over the windows. And a sweet little voice that says, "Mama, I touch Christmas!" 

That's just the two-year-old. 

Then there is Thee Little Farmer, AJ. He's four and he loves to ask questions on top of questions. And he hasn't quite gotten the hang of pointing directly at things. So, he will ask us about "that thing over there" and we have no idea what he is talking about. His teacher made a Thanksgiving video of his class and he told her he was "Thankful for tractors."

Me, on Thanksgiving, totally oblivious to anyone or anything, except the pickle tray!

Sometimes, I am at a total loss for words. With four children bickering over tater tots and the TV blaring Bubble Guppies and Thee Farmer outside cleaning pens all day...I take a deep breath. And another. And I count my blessings:

  • Five amazing and unique children, plus a future daughter-in-love.
  • We are all healthy.
  • We have a beautiful home full of love and laughter and trust and hope.
  • We have a church family that is beyond words.
  • Cows. Lots of cows.
  • Pepsi
  • Thee Farmer. Always, Thee Farmer.
Blessings to you, my friend. Which ones are you counting?

Thursday, November 19, 2015

The Sinner's Prayer

What if true faith was more than just praying a prayer and hoping beyond hope that your life will magically change for the better?

What if true faith requires action?

What if I walked up to you and said, "Do you know Jesus?" Let's pretend that you don't. Let's pretend I walk up to you, a complete stranger, and ask that question. I don't say "hi" or introduce myself. Yeah, I figured, that would be freaky.

What if I saw you in line at the grocery store and I saw your eyes when everything was rung up and I knew that there wasn't going to be enough to pay for it all. That I knew you were mentally calculating what you would have to put back. And I swiped my card and simply said, "Happy Thanksgiving!" and then followed the grocery guy out to my car.

That, my dear, is knowing Jesus. "Do unto others what you would have them do unto you." I would want you to have that pecan pie for your Thanksgiving dinner. And the Cool Whip. And I certainly don't want your babies to see you struggle to pay for the biggest turkey they had ever seen!  

I wouldn't hand you a tract. I would just offer you a little bit of love. But I wouldn't take the credit for it. Because it wasn't mine to give anyways, it all comes from Thee One who provides for us all.

A Pastor friend of mine asked me that very question yesterday. He asked me if I thought that we were turning people away with our belief system. I told him how many times I had prayed and asked Jesus into my heart when I was younger and how I felt so defeated and guilty when I would mess up because I couldn't quite understand why I wasn't perfect and why I kept sinning.

You can't come to know Thee One who dies to forgive you until you know His ways. And the only way to see that is to meet His people.

Working in the nursery Sunday mornings so young mommies can attend service and maybe just think and feel like an adult for an hour? That's Jesus.

Holding the door open for an older woman on a windy day? Jesus.

Loving someone even when they are very open about the fact that they don't and probably won't ever believe in God? You guessed it. Jesus.

Because the only way I came to saving faith was when His love was demonstrated to me. Women who knew my shame and loved me anyways. They showed me Jesus. My Grandma Troupe not turning away from me when I got pregnant at 18, instead being happy for the new life that was coming. Jesus. My mama never lecturing me about all of the bad but instead praying that I would remember that I was a child of Thee King. Lots and lots of Jesus.

Once you get to know Him. See and feel His love...that's when you will fall on your knees in worship and complete surrender and your heart will burst and you will tell yourself, "This. This is love."

And you will want to be Jesus to your world.

Thursday, November 12, 2015

Finding your happy place

I had a plan for the month of write a series of posts on...heck, I can't even remember.

The kids are running a muck. I have a stack of books to read and get reviewed. (Oh yeah! I was supposed to do book reviews and giveaways this month. Now I remember!)

The thing is, I am having problems staying focused.

I'm like a little kid that walks in the front door of Toys R Us and just starts running up and down the aisles and screaming "Lookie!" and then turns the other way and squeals, "I want that!" and in the mean time Mommy is saying, "We came to get a toy for Jordan's birthday party honey. We made a deal remember?"

I cleaned the kitchen Tuesday. Like, took everything off of the counters and cleaned it. I should have taken a picture for proof. Now I feel delusional because it looks nothing like the Pinterest-worthy job I did two.stinking.days ago.

Focus. Right.

Focus on our two giggly boys jumping on their bed and talking in their own made-up language. Focus on my Bible sitting open beside me. Focus on tucking our daughters into bed and praying for sweet dreams and future husbands and algebra tests tomorrow.

Breathe. Draw back in. Count the blessings.

This. This right here, is my happy place. Dirty dishes and all.

Tomorrow, a book review and a Friday giveaway.

I better stop now or I might forget to

Monday, November 9, 2015

An awesome blog series about friendship

If you followed me on the Thirty-One Day Journey from Conceit to Complete, you know that there were literally thousands of other bloggers out there dedicated to writing for the whole month of October.

I discovered a blogger who decided to write about friendship for the month and boy oh boy did her message hit home.

You are going to love her honesty and open heart. Day 27: Sandpaper Friends was my favorite post. 

So head on over and check out Pattie's and your friends will thank me for it!

Sunday, November 8, 2015

Walking Through Darkness

Notice I said "through" and not "in". 

When life is dark and there seems to be no light. No joy. No happiness. No purpose. Don't set up camp and dwell there.

Don't sit in your pile of ashes and cry all day.

I know it is difficult. I'm walking through it right now, too. I am asking you to consider a new way of living. A life of joy. Joy is permanent. Happiness depends on circumstances.

You may not be happy about the way you are feeling, but you can have JOY that you are alive. 

I hate the time change. Loathe it. Why do we mess with God's cycle of the days?  When there is less sun and light in the fall I begin to feel depressed. I can easily slip into darkness and dwell there until the spring. And in the past I have. 

But something happened this morning. I drug myself to the laundry room because I knew that if I didn't dry the towels no one would be able to bathe before church. We farm, that's just nasty. I have a radio in the laundry room that plays American Family Radio 24/7. 

This morning there was a speaker talking about joy and happiness. I only listened because I needed motivation to fold and put away and then get the towels in the dryer. 

He was talking about King David. Now, if you read some of his Psalms, you will see that he had a lot of darkness in his life before he became King. He writes about being surrounded by his enemies, being in a pit of despair (Psalm 40, literally saved my life one night), and losing hope. Then David would say, "To you , O LORD, I lift up my soul. In you I trust, O my GOD." (Psalm 25:1-2a NIV).

Darkness. Chasing him.

Now jump to Psalm 23. Nearly everyone has heard this one. We recite it at funerals. But do you really know what it is saying to you?

"Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, 
I will fear no evil, for you are with me." Psalm 23:4

The valley of the shadow of death is often translated as "the darkest valley." I don't know about you, but I often find myself in darkness. Way too often. And I dwell there. Set up permanent residence. And I can't see any light.

But David, not David! He walks THROUGH that darkness because He knows that God is right beside him and that God is waiting on the other side of that darkness!

We have a choice today. I can set up camp and curl up and hide from life. Or I can say, "DON'T YOU DARE TAKE ANOTHER STEP TOWARD ME, SATAN! I AM JUST PASSING THROUGH!"

Thursday, November 5, 2015

Looked in the mirror lately?

Yesterday, I urged you to #fightforyourman.

Today, I'm asking you to take a long hard look at your inner self.

Satan wants you to live a defeated life. But I'm telling you that you have been wallowing in the muck long enough, my dear.

There are a few things that I want us to look at together today. A checklist of sorts.

  • Do you still dream about what-might-have-been with a boyfriend from the past?
  • Are you friends with any men on Facebook or other social media that you have had a physical relationship with in the past?
  • Have you ever dreamed up full details on how you would divorce your husband and make your own life?
  • Do you have a guy friend that you turn to before you talk to your husband? If so, does your husband know about it?
  • Do you lock your phone/iPad/computer and freak out if your husband asks to use it?
  • Do you have a relationship with a man from work or church that you know if anyone else knew about you would be ashamed?
Know that I am praying for you to get real with yourself. To take back your joy. To honor your vows. 

Do you confess to your husband? That's totally up to you. But first, get right with God. Clean up your friends lists. Unlock your phone. Clear out any contacts. Change your number if you have to. It's time to stop looking to another man to fulfill what your husband has been called to do.

If you say, "My man doesn't have what I need. He doesn't care about me or what I want anymore." THAT'S A BOLD-FACED LIE OF THE DEVIL. God doesn't want that for you or your marriage. Adultery is not part of His plan for your life. Channing Tatum is never going to come and sweep you off of your feet, girl!

And if none of these apply to you, I praise God! 

Taking a look back at yesterday's post, if any of the above applies to your husband, it is time to have a sit down and discuss what the boundaries in your marriage should be. 

Don't threaten divorce. Don't yell. Be the woman God is calling you to be and tell him honestly how you feel. What you are afraid of. What you know about what's been going on and question what you don't know. 

But first, PRAY. PRAY. PRAY. Get down on your knees and put it all before Thee Lord.

I'm praying right along side you. 

As always, you can email me or message me on Facebook. I will help any way I can. 

All my love,
Thee Farm Wife

Wednesday, November 4, 2015

A little cleaning inspiration from Ann Voskamp

Do you struggle with homekeeping? Feel inadequate? Feel like every one else has a nice/organized home and you never will?

Writer Ann Voskamp has 6 Ways to Speed Clean to inspire you!

And while you're there, sign up for her amazing free printables. Her book 1,000 Gifts is a must-read!

Someone's after your man

and it's not who you think it is.

 Be sober [well balanced and self-disciplined], be alert and cautious at all times. That enemy of yours, the devil, prowls around like a roaring lion [fiercely hungry], seeking someone to devour. I Peter 5:8 AMP

I want to offer some advice for those of you dealing with discord in your marriage. 

Your husband is not your enemy.
That other woman is not your enemy.
Pornography is not your enemy.
You mother-in-law is not your enemy.
Alcohol is not your enemy.
Work is not your enemy.
Whatever is stealing him away from you is not your enemy.

Satan is your enemy. Your fight is not against man:

 For our struggle is not against flesh and blood (ANY HUMAN), but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms.
Ephesians 6:12 (my note added)

Wake up, girl, and fight for your man! 

You made a Covenant with God when you married him. And I know you took those vows seriously - when times were great. To love, honor and cherish. Some of us even submitted in obedience - gasp! In sickness and in health. For richer, for poorer. In good times and IN BAD. Until you are parted by death.

Take a deep breath. Think back to your wedding day. Close your eyes. Remember your vows. Maybe you had no idea that marriage was this hard. Maybe you thought,"None of that will ever happen to us."

But it has happened and now you've got to take your stand!

Let's unpack that verse from 1 Peter:

  1. Be sober. That doesn't mean "don't drink" (although that won't help the situation any). It means to keep your wits about you. If you're "drunk" are you of a sound mind? Nope.You're prey.
  2. Be alert. Be proactive. Be self-disciplined in prayer. Be on the alert for The Enemy.
  3. Who is your enemy? The devil. 
  4. He targets you, my friend, because you are standing up for your faith. You are trying so hard to be a Christian. He tells you that you are failing. That you are worthless. That divorce would be so easy. 
  5. If you give in, he WILL devour you . Everything you love. Everything you have sacrificed for. WILL.BE.DESTROYED.

Girl, you memorize that verse. You shout it out loud. Write it on sticky notes. Put one on your mirror. One by your kitchen sink. On your desk. In your planner. On your phone. You tell Satan not to take another step towards you. Tell that devil he ain't getting your man! That your family will not be destroyed. Tell Satan to get out! 

(are you a little scared? don't be. this is a fight for your life. for your babies. for your man.)

I promise you this: "Thee LORD is faithful, and He will strengthen and protect you from the evil one." 2 Thessalonians 3:3

You have got to get strong. Exercise your prayer muscles. Get yourself in a closet and pray. Click here for why and how.

I am praying for you. Fiercely. 

Tuesday, November 3, 2015


Any change you desire requires action, my dear!
You can tell me you want to change your life. Clean your house. Lose some weight. Be a better wife. Yell less. Read more. Make some friends.
(Which by the way are all things you have messaged me about the past few weeks.)
And I can help you reach your goals, but you're gonna have to put those big girl panties on and do some work.
For instance, this morning, we had a hot mess going on. Thee Farmer is tired from harvest and really needs a break. However, last night was dance class visitation for Jaima from 6:30 to 8. I wasn't about to haul those farm boys off to dance class. I don't even want to think about how that would've turned out. So, Thee Tired Farmer tried his best to keep them all in line, feed them, bathe them, get them to sleep. And he did it, by golly!
Now add to that, me trying to write at least two hours a day. Me, not making sure the kids are doing their inside chores - because they would rather run outside with Dad and work with him. Me, not cleaning up the little messes as they happen.
Back to this outfits picked out. No lunches made. Floors are sticky because Little Man squirted juice boxes all over them and I sort of wiped it up. Which means now they are black, sticky, dog hair messes. Hey. Just keeping it real.
We got them ready for school and on the bus. That's when I took action.
The school cubbies were in the dining room. The kids weren't using them. So I moved them to the front hall by the door where the kids come in. Coats, hats, shoes and bags: problem solved! Took me five minutes.
Next, the table. Covered in laundry and things that needed put away. Quickly sorted garbage from keepers. Folded towels. Put away. Problem solved. Three minutes.
Right now, I am taking a fifteen minute coffee and writing break. Had a wonderful phone call from my bestie (making time for friends is so important!) We prayed together, encouraged each other and reset the tone for our day!
I could have crawled back in bed and ignored Thee Mess. I could've fallen prey to Satan and screamed and yelled. But our battle is not with those we love. Our battle is not our house, even if you live in an old fixer-upper with no fixin up money to be had. NO! Our battle is with the Enemy. He wants you to live defeated.
I'm calling you out on this one. Make a choice right now. Do you want to live or do you want to merely survive?
You can email me at You can comment below. I'm on Twitter and Instagram  @farmewife4life. If you're my Facebook friend send me a message. I WANT TO HELP YOU! but I can't if you don't tell me where you are struggling. So, I will wait to hear from you, darling. Be brave. Action!

Monday, November 2, 2015

Depression and Hope

Today I am reaching out a hand to you, dear friends. Begging you to hold on. Help is here. Hope is something you can have again.

Click right  here: hope toolbox

Sara Borgstede has an amazing website that tells about her journey as a Christian woman with depression.

I honestly sometimes thought I was all alone in my battle with mental illness. I believed that lie that if Jesus was in me then I couldn't possibly suffer from depression.

There is hope, but you've got to fight. Start by heading over to her site...scroll down to the part about The Hope Toolbox. There is a code for you to get it for FREEEEEE!!!! All you have to do is click and it will be emailed to you.

I am telling you TODAY IS THEE DAY to pick up the pieces and start living again!

Will you grab on to hope?

Good girl!

Sunday, November 1, 2015

A whole month to give thanks

Thee Farm Girl and I went to Target vacation. 

The whole back of the store was lined with crates and boxes and we could hardly get through. From one end to the other Christmas stuff. Hoards of people were swarming the still full Halloween aisles. There was enough Halloween candy to last our entire nation ten years. Well, at least it looked that way. 

When are we going to stop buying crap and start living life? 

Does buying gold glitter Christmas balls make you feel Christmasy? Wouldn't you rather just cuddle up with your babies and read them a story? Tell them how you are going to help build a well in Africa this year instead of buying Made in China toys? Seriously, Thee Farm Girl picked that out today. 

There I go off-track again...but seeing all of that stuff just made me feel so...un-Christlike? Too worldly? 

I usually end up buying all sorts of unnecessary items on our Target excursions. Today, we came home with what was on Thee List. 

Because honestly? We already have more than enough. 

This season, Thee Farmer and I are going to draw closer to each other. We don't ever want to take anything for granted again. We want our children to be thankful for what they already have - not what they think they need or lack.

Tonight my prayer is this:

"Let the peace of Christ rule in our hearts, since as members of one body we are called to peace, and be thankful!" Colossians 3:15 

It's going to take some work, but I'm going to have a thank-full attitude this season. There is always, always something to be thankful for. 

Let's count them together...shall we?

For more on giving thanks and Eucharisteo visit  Ann Voskamp is the author of 1,000 Gifts and has been such an inspiration to me. There is even a free printable to help you get started with your counting.