The sound of bellering steers is but a memory on the Brix farm. But where the bare cement now stands, hundreds of hooves once trampled. Adam and the boys circa 2019. The giant beasts made their home inside the great iron bars that enclosed them, finding comfort in the endless supply of feed and fresh, clean water. For those unfamiliar with cattle farming, steers, specifically Holstein steers as we raised here in dairy country, can be best compared to an ADHD teenager- they are nosy and...

I'm still smiling, thinking about the Catholic Country Chronicles Marian brunch last Saturday morning! Fifty women joined us on a glorious May morning to honor our Blessed Mother. It was such a joy to visit with the women as we drank coffee, ate pastries, and chit-chatted. I had the chance to stand face-to-face with many of the women as I tied knot after knot for them during our rosary-making workshop. Baby James and I tying knots until our fingers were sore! Admittedly, the knots were the...

Jesus It is I Who has come Everywhere am I from. I was here that first day, As I sang forth golden rays. I always was and will be, My legacy is eternity. But my beloved have gone astray, So, a bargaining price I must pay. Terrifying King could I have ascended, Yet a helpless babe my mother tended. You are My chosen, the one whom I love, For you, My suffering opened paradise above. In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. The wind howled as the rain...