Two Years in Missouri

Two years ago!

On September 18th, AD 2014, we left our dear home in Latah, and headed to Missouri. I remember Mom saying “Now girls, don’t go picking up a Southern accent!” jokingly, as we drove away – but I think it was partly to hide our excitement about moving to a new place, and our sadness about leaving precious friends and familiar places.

Once we got to Missouri, we had to find a house to live in while we ‘searched out the land’, and found a home. God provided a rental in a suburb, from which we were able to do so.

In November/December of 2014, we made the trek back to Washington to pack up the moving truck with our things. Our house in Latah had sold.

After months of searching, God provided us with a home on about 9 acres, in the Ozarks. We moved in on February 14th, AD 2015, thankful for our own place(-:

These past few years have been full. Full of excitement and new things; some pain and sadness – but full of the Lord’s providence, guidance, and mercy. I’ve learned a lot, seen many new things, and met many new people. We have been abundantly blessed by God, and are very thankful for this, and the freedom we enjoy here (yes, one of our many blessings from the Lord!). We can build on our own land without having to get tens of permits!

I miss, very much, being close to our dear friends in the Northwest )-: But, despite the hundreds of miles of separation between us, God has blessed us by providing ways for some of these friends to visit, and even send letters without it taking weeks or months for them to  arrive… I’m glad it’s not the Oregon Trail anymore!(-:

And He has given us more, new friends … This Sunday, the 18th, some sweet ladies from our community are hosting a neighborhood baby shower for Mom(-:

~Lily, a sojourner here


The King of Love My Shepherd Is – Henry W. Baker

The King of love my Shepherd is, Whose goodness faileth never; I nothing lack if I am His and He is mine forever.

Where streams of living water flow my  ransomed soul He leadeth, and where the verdant pastures grow with food celestial feedeth.

Perverse and foolish oft I strayed, but yet in love He sought me, and on His shoulder gently laid, and home rejoicing brought me.

In death’s dark vale I fear no ill with Thee, dear Lord, beside me; Thy rod and staff my comfort still, Thy cross before to guide me.

And so though all the length of days Thy goodness faileth never: Good Shepherd, may I sing Thy praise within Thy house forever.



group photo

Goodbye Party~ September 2014



We’re supposed to drive through this creek?! – A low water crossing in MO – (-:


a Scripture on an egg carton


Laurel among Osage Oranges – Fall 2014


Searching for a place to call home. Fall/Winter 2014


Packing up in Latah – December 2014


Missouri exploration expedition – winter 2014/2015


Fishing in our pond – Spring 2015


Thorny locust


The cave down our road – Spring 2015


Woods in Springtime


Meramec Spring Park – March 2016


Rosalia, my heifer calf, when she was just a few days old – March 2016


Tiny Fern! – March 2016


Chloe (Skye and I’s milk cow) with her calf, Butternut – July 2016


Heather and Rose with Liberty, one of our ponies – Summer 2016


Playing in the river – September 2016


Some of the corn from our garden (-: Summer 2016


A critter found in our garage





Nothing New Under The Sun

“I wonder who that lady is that Grandma is talking to,” I thought. They were out by  the road, and had been talking for a long while. I turned my attention to cleaning the dining room.

Afterwards, I picked up a pair of clippers and went outside to prepare a fresh bouquet for our table, gathering a little of this, and a little of that. Some lovely zinnias, sunflowers, cock’s comb, mint, and black eyed susans from Mother’s flower garden. I saw Dad stop to talk to Grandma and the little old ladies near the road as he left for work – he had come home for lunch. Finally, the strange silver-blue car slowly drove up our lane and stopped. I swallowed my nervousness and walked over to see what they needed.

The women hardly looked very old; one lady looked like a taller Irishwoman, her light wrinkled skin and gray-white hair suggesting perhaps seventy-something, while the other, a small, bright eyed lady with curly gray hair I might have placed at eighty – maybe.

They introduced themselves, and the second one (I’ll call her Charlotte) said that she used to live here. “Really? When?” I wanted to know. “I was born on this land,” she said. She pointed in the directions  where the old road, the corn house, the three chicken houses, their old home and their garden had been. (I think that  she said she is 86 years old).

“We went to school together. Charlotte came from a family of ten children,” the other lady said. “Back then, you could teach school when you were just sixteen or seventeen.  My first couple of babies were born when I was still in school,” she explained.

Charlotte talked about walking to the schoolhouse and to church. “I married a Lewis when I was twenty-one,” she said. Lewis is a landmark name in our neighborhood. “What church? Where was the schoolhouse?” We didn’t know of any such buildings around here!

By now, Mother and the other girls had joined us, having heard that an old lady was here who used to live at our current location way back before even WWII had broken out! Mom asked Charlotte about the trees in the yard. “I remember climbing up in a Catalpa tree (and she indicated the large Catalpas in our yard), and falling down and cutting my foot. They put kerosene on the cut. Back then, we didn’t just go get the docs anytime. We only had a car about half of the time, and a horse would have been too slow!”

They spoke of using the cotton flour sacks for all sorts of things, like cloth diapers and curtains. “Disposable diapers are too expensive nowadays,” one remarked.

They saw our Jerseys grazing, and spoke with fondness of milking cows, eating cream with berries, and the days when it wasn’t difficult to buy delicious, real milk.

I was surprised. These ladies were from the generation that had brothers going off to WWII (and they said as much); they were from the 50’s generation of young housewives who cheerfully greeted their husbands in pretty aprons while putting dinner on the table; they could have been my Grandma’s Mother’s Sisters. I have to say, it does make me think about being intentional. Pretty aprons, manly brothers, walking to church, large families, and milking cows don’t save a generation from sin, from being too comfortable, and from forgetting to “… Tell the coming generation the glorious deeds of the LORD and his might, and the wonders that he has done.” (Psalm 78:4)

“For a thousand years in your sight are but as yesterday when it is past, or as a watch in the night. You sweep them away as with a flood; they are like a dream, like grass that is renewed in the morning: in the morning it flourishes and is renewed; in the evening it fades and withers. For we are brought to an end by your anger; by your wrath we are dismayed. You have set our iniquities before you, our secret sins in the light of your presence…. The years of our life are seventy, or even by reason of strength eighty; yet their span is but toil and trouble; they are soon gone, and we fly away…. So teach us to number our days, that we may get a heart of wisdom.” (From Psalm 90:4-12.)

At Mom’s suggestion, I handed Mrs. Lewis the bouquet of flowers I had just gathered.  We realized that her family must have worked hard to make this piece of property into a home. She was surprised. “Really? For me? I love flowers! I could cry!” she said. We waved goodbye and went inside.

“Remember also your Creator in the days of your youth, before the evil days come and the years draw near of which you will say, “I have no pleasure in them;” (Ecclesiastes 12:1).

We were grateful to meet those dear old ladies.IMG_8916


kittens, kittens, kittens!


Let me tell you about Mary Candy, the cat. (Mary Candy is Laurel’s cat. Laurel is 4 years old.)

This spring, Mary Candy started looking like she might have kittens. Laurel was excited. Skye thought that she would probably have kittens on the 15th to the 25th of April.We were all waiting for the kittens to be born.

On April 24th, Skye went outside in the morning. She saw that Mrs. kitty was not round with kittens anymore. She was heading under the deck! Hmmm… Skye looked under the deck and she saw 3… no… 4 cute little kittens! One was a sealpoint siamese, like his daddy, one was all gray, except for a white bib on his neck, and the other two were gray, like their mommy. So Skye went inside, and woke Laurel up, saying “Laurel, Laurel,there is a surprise waiting for you!” because Laurel had been waiting for the kittens. Skye took Laurel outside to the kittens. Laurel was very surprised and delighted, so she went inside and said excitedly, “Girls! C’mon girls! My cat had her kittens! C’mon!” So we went and looked at them. They were so cute!


Spring Busyness

This Spring has been quite busy (Spring usually seems to be a busy time of the year, doesn’t it?). Skye and I bought some dairy heifer calves back in March; they were very new (day-old) when we got them, and required some care – especially when they got scours (the runs), and had to be tube-fed electrolytes. That was interesting, but a good learning experience. Now they are about 11 weeks old, weaned, and doing well. Yay!

Around that time we enjoyed hosting some friends from the Northwest here. It was such a blessing to be able to fellowship with them.🙂

Dad and Mom bought some cherry trees, twenty-two of which we planted in our orchard – along with some other fruit trees.

Lately, we’ve been working on continuing projects – for instance, fencing – and other undertakings, like gardening and incubating some guinea eggs.



North Korea Night


Korean Cuisine




Celebrating Skye’s 18th birthday



And Daddy’s birthday too!



The squash and corn garden


The light bugs have come out! – (sorry the picture is blurry, Heather and I had quite a time trying to get a picture:-)


A poppy


Skye’s heifer, Fern, is in the front; Rosalia, my heifer, is the other one with a white spot on her head.


Some of Mom’s pretty flowers


Yarrow flowers in the pasture




Ozark jungle


A cute little pepper on Mama’s little pepper plant!


The orchard


Baby peaches growing




Heather’s geese. Their names are ‘Cessna’, ‘Kodiak’, and (temporarily) ‘Clover’🙂


Walnut tree behind Grandma’s cottage


Ruby helping Skye make bread


The LORD bless you, friends!


Exciting News: We are expecting another baby brother or sister this fall! Praise the Lord for new life!


Psalm 23

The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.

He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters.

He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name’s sake.

Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.

Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over.

Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the Lord for ever.


Just Some Thoughts

Counting our blessings the end of 2015!  The recent storm Goliath (last weekend) did cause some severe flooding in many areas, and there were 6 people nearby who died when trying to cross low water crossings at the Gasconade River, that had become flooded.  (A low water crossing is basically where a road or driveway lies through a creek, but instead of a bridge, there is just a solid gravel or cement-like area where the water is really shallow and you can drive through. Lots of people have driveways with low water crossings around here). But during flooding, the water can rise quickly. It can become difficult to determine how high or swift the water is. Our property is not prone to flooding as far as location goes, so other than the large amount of rain – we probably received 11 or so inches here – and a little water in our basement, our personal lives were not affected that much:) Amazingly, our road happens to not have any low water crossings/flood-prone bridges between our home and two nearby cities, so we were able to get groceries, etc. without event after the storm was over.

I-44 is flooded and consequently is closed, which Mom and I figured out really fast after I pulled out onto highway 63 to run our weekly errands on Tuesday. There was a ton of traffic, because post-storm travelers who were headed between Springfield and St Louis were detoured through Rolla to take highway 63 instead of I-44. Our neighbors and friends, Mr. and Mrs. E., said that their low water crossing was much higher than it has ever been in their nearly 20 years of living on their property. Much too dangerous too cross, by the way. Not realizing how high it was, and long before it had reached its peak amount of water, Mr. E. attempted to cross the creek in their vehicle as usual, but his van died on the other side of the crossing because the water was too high. He got out and walked back across the once mellow trickle, but the water was already up to his waist at that point and getting dangerously rapid. We are thankful for the Lord’s protection of his life.

Our basement started to flood, but Dad resourcefully drilled some drains and used our shop-vac to vacuum  a lot of water out from under the cement before it all came up. Most of our stuff that made it through the damage during our vacation last month didn’t even get wet.

In all, life is pretty much the same for us. The day was beautiful and crisp; the stars were shining when I went out to get firewood a little while ago. We helped Dad lay the floor for our downstairs’ office today. Dad has been doing a wonderful job remodeling on the office and it looks MUCH better now. We also painted the walls a light green color and Dad put the white crown molding up yesterday.

Highlights from the past week (not year):

1.We had 8 Chinese friends, as well as Mr. and Mrs. E., over for dinner in Christmas day. We were so blessed to meet these new friends and enjoy authentic Chinese soups and spicy tofu in addition to our Turkey supper. Afterwards, there were lots of good conversations (in multiple languages) and we played games of Musical Chairs and Apples to Apples.

2. We had some other Christian friends (also neighbors) the H’s over for dinner on Saturday as it was storming. While they were here, another family (the P’s), whom we met at the local Farmer’s Market last Summer, called and said that they had been up in Rolla grocery shopping and were having car trouble. We ended up having two families over that evening!

3. After Dad and Mr. H. left to take the other family back to their home in Licking, Mother and some of us girls went to the basement to vacuum water and move the articles that we didn’t want to get wet to a dry(er) location. Dad returned safely home later on, and the next day he said that he had stayed up until around 3:30 vacuuming water with our 5-gallon shop vac and drilling holes to drain the water. He said that he probably emptied the shop vac 50 times that night. I’m so grateful that he did that.


Looking back over the past year, I realize that God’s hand was guiding us and directing our steps. One year ago tonight (December 31st) we did not know where or even if we would be established this year. Many details were yet up in the air, or so it seemed.

I can only marvel at the Lord’s providential hand working through history – on a grand scale; every little detail that He so careful orchestrated, every network, myriads upon myriads of details, big and small, every path that He made to cross, how He has faithfully taken care of His people and sanctified them- and shake my head, and realize that this is His story.

“The heavens declare the glory of God, and the sky above proclaims his handiwork.

Day to day pours out speech, and night to night reveals knowledge.

There is no speech, nor are there words, whose voice is not heard.

Their voice goes out through all the earth, and their words to the end of the world.

…. Keep back your servant also from presumptuous

sins; let them not have dominion over me!

Then I shall be blameless, and innocent of great transgression.

Let the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be acceptable in your sight, O LORD, my rock and my redeemer.” – From Psalm 19

The lines have fallen for me in pleasant places.

The lines have fallen for me in pleasant places.

Ruby last Spring.

Ruby last April.


Building the garden gate May 2015.

Building the garden gate May 2015.



Our Recent Trip to Washington

(Here are some edited portions from my journal to give you an overview)

Nov. 13th, A.D 2015

We are back in Spokane for a little while! It is good to be here. Tomorrow, LORD willing, Dani and Tim will be getting married!                                             We left MO on Monday (the 9th). That night, we stayed with the S.’s in Nebraska. Our family left in the morning and we made it to Gillette, WY. After getting up early and driving some more, we pulled into our friend’s driveway in Montana. We were so glad to see them! Yesterday (Thursday), we caravaned with them to the Northern Idaho/Eastern Washington area. Some of them got to ride with us. We took Kathlyn as a stowaway to help make floral arrangements with Mrs. L. for the wedding. It was fun and we learned some things! I think we are going to the H.’s for dinner, so I should go for now.

Nov. 24th, A.D 2015

Quite a few things have happened since I last wrote. On the 14th, we went to the wedding. It was really sweet. Before and after that we’ve spent a lot of time driving up and down and back and forth across the area visiting friends. It is fun, but busy.                                                                                Tuesday, however, was pretty interesting. We were busily driving around visiting, etc. The weather forecast had said that we were going to have some high winds, but little did we know just how bad it was going to get. We visited our friends the B.’s. While we were at their grandma’s house (that is where we visited them) the power kept on going out. As we left, we encountered a fallen tree in the driveway. We got around it and headed to the Z.’s for dinner. Driving to their house was rather scary; wind blowing the car around, trees swaying in such a way that made it seem as if one might fall on us. The Z.’s had lost power, so we ate dinner cooked over a campstove. We didn’t leave until the windstorm was pretty much over, but it was scary driving through the damage. There were large trees uprooted and snapped, downed power lines across roads, laying on cars, and even the ground, roofing and siding torn from houses, it was terrible. Some trees fell on houses and cars. A few people were killed. Our friends, the C.’s were not home during most of the windstorm, when they did get home, a tree had fallen where their car was usually parked. Wind gusts in the Spokane area were as high as about 70-80 mph. A gust at White Pass was recorded at 119 mph. Many people are still without power.                   On Thursday (the 19th), we had our early Thanksgiving meal with Grandpa T. and Uncle O., since neither they nor us had power (although we did have the stovetop and water heater where we were staying) we didn’t make the traditional turkey dinner. Instead, we had burritos, and a peanut butter coconut chocolate dessert. It was a good, although unusual Thanksgiving.                                                                                                                   On Friday, we left Spokane and headed to the town of Latah, where we visited friends and stayed with the H.’s. This morning we left. It is rather sad to say goodbye, although I am glad that we got to visit them and our other friends. We have just crossed the border from Washington into Oregon. Goodbye, Washington!

Dec. 9th, A.D 2015

We arrived at Uncle R. and Aunt D.’s house in Idaho on the night of Nov. 24th, and stayed until the day after Thanksgiving. It was good to visit them, and we had a fun Thanksgiving. Last year, we had meatloaf sandwiches in a hotel in Rapid City, South Dakota (on our way back to Washington to pack up our things) for Thanksgiving. This year, we had a pretty traditional dinner of turkey and fixings. After the feast, we played some games, then arm-wrestled. The next day, we headed to Colorado, where we visited Papa J. and Grandma K. for a few days. We drove home on the 4th, and arrived late at night. Praise the LORD for His provision and protection!

-Highlights from the Trip-

Dad: “It was wonderful to spend hours with family and friends –  and each other. Driving through the mountains, following the Clark Fork River, with our friends from Helena was fun – we stopped at a few gift shops so one of them could sell his artwork. At Boise, visiting family, we walked several miles a day on the bluff and through the fields near Mason Creek. But the best part was coming home to our domain in Missouri.”


Mom: “The first night on the road was spent with the S. Family in Nebraska. We were treated to a fantastic wild turkey dinner and feasted on rich fellowship. We capped off the evening with a little concert in their living room! What a wonderful testimony this family was to the Lord.”

Skye: “It was very special to spend time with family and friends, to attend the wedding, and to experience driving back to the place where we were staying in a record windstorm! Dad drove carefully, and though we saw lots of fallen trees and even power lines across the road, we arrived home together safely. It was so sweet to visit Washington together again!”




Lily: “I am glad that we took this trip. It was so good to see friends and family again! I especially enjoyed caravaning from Montana to Washington with the R.’s; the wedding; staying so late at some friends’ house that we decided not to drive the hour and fifteen minutes back to where we were staying, and just spent the night at their house; going to the H. family’s house; and staying at the H.’s and visiting with them and Fab; it was even fun, in a way, to not have power part of the time (we did have the gas cook top and water heater)”



Heather: “It was fun when we were at the H.’s and we stayed so late that we just decided to stay the night! It was also incredible how God arranged it so we would be in for a record storm! I am glad that we got to see friends, too! Praise the LORD!


Helping with floral arrangements for the wedding


Pearl: “I had a great time! It was good to see all our friends n’ family! I really enjoyed driving from MT to WA with our friends, the R.’s, and arranging flowers for the wedding – I was so tired that night that I fell asleep in the van, and, Rose says that I was ‘night-screaming’! I was so asleep that I hardly even remember walking up to the house and walking into the living room and down the stairs into a well-finished basement where I climbed sleepily into a nice, soft bed! They also had a nice kitchen and a large play-room. Then we had a storm – crazy winds!  We had planned to visit some friends, and we did. On the way to one of our friend’s homes, we saw a utterly smashed trampoline right by the side of the road, and, after visiting for a little while, we were on our way again. The trees by the road were swaying like crazy – they looked like they would just fall on us at any moment! A brand-new roof was being torn off, where somebody made a mistake, and, right in front of us a sign was tumbling across the road! Ye-haw! We came back to where we were staying, and on the way up the mountain, we saw power lines fallen down EVERYWHERE! So we drove back up on the back side of the mountain. The next day we visited some people. 3 different households. One family told us that their power probably would not be on for a week. One of the other families did not know when the power/running water would be on for them, but the last family we visited told us that their power never went out. Once when we were driving around we saw a house that a tree had fallen right in the middle and had crushed the house in half😦 Then we went and stayed with the H.’s in Washington, whose power was on (those were the people that we stayed at their house too late one night so we decided to sleep there for the night. Anyway, we came back and are now having our regular, fun chores again, like collecting eggs from the chickens!”


Windstorm damage



(Playing with friends)

Rose: “It was frightening when we were in the storm, but now it seems kind of fun. I liked going farther one day than we planned to when we were on our way to Washington.”

Laurel: “I liked going to our friends’ houses, going to the stores and driving. And it was fun to have Thanksgiving at the cousin’s house. I also liked driving home. I am glad that we are back.”




Ruby: “I liked to look out of the window at the cows, when we were driving and say “Moo!” I had fun playing with friends and helping Grandma K. sweep.”




More pictures…


Roofing damaged from storm


The grocery store during the power outage



Milk and eggs were put at the front-

When Dad and Mom were in the checkout, the power came back on! Everyone clapped and cheered(-:


Thanksgiving Feast


20151127_154717 Sun shining through the hoar frost

Psalm 33

33 Rejoice in the Lord, O ye righteous: for praise is comely for the upright.

Praise the Lord with harp: sing unto him with the psaltery and an instrument of ten strings.

Sing unto him a new song; play skilfully with a loud noise.

For the word of the Lord is right; and all his works are done in truth.

He loveth righteousness and judgment: the earth is full of the goodness of the Lord.

By the word of the Lord were the heavens made; and all the host of them by the breath of his mouth.

He gathereth the waters of the sea together as an heap: he layeth up the depth in storehouses.

Let all the earth fear the Lord: let all the inhabitants of the world stand in awe of him.

For he spake, and it was done; he commanded, and it stood fast.

10 The Lord bringeth the counsel of the heathen to nought: he maketh the devices of the people of none effect.

11 The counsel of the Lord standeth for ever, the thoughts of his heart to all generations.

12 Blessed is the nation whose God is the Lord; and the people whom he hath chosen for his own inheritance.

13 The Lord looketh from heaven; he beholdeth all the sons of men.

14 From the place of his habitation he looketh upon all the inhabitants of the earth.

15 He fashioneth their hearts alike; he considereth all their works.

16 There is no king saved by the multitude of an host: a mighty man is not delivered by much strength.

17 An horse is a vain thing for safety: neither shall he deliver any by his great strength.

18 Behold, the eye of the Lord is upon them that fear him, upon them that hope in his mercy;

19 To deliver their soul from death, and to keep them alive in famine.

20 Our soul waiteth for the Lord: he is our help and our shield.

21 For our heart shall rejoice in him, because we have trusted in his holy name.

22 Let thy mercy, O Lord, be upon us, according as we hope in thee.