Sunday, June 26, 2011


We are all running different races but each of us with the same goal.

A friend sent me this verse and I thought I would share. The song, is one that I found and have claimed as ‘mine’ for this season of my life.

1Co 9:24-27

Know ye not that they which run in a race run all, but one receiveth the prize? So run, that ye may obtain. And every man that striveth for the mastery is temperate in all things. Now they do it to obtain a corruptible crown; but we an incorruptible. I therefore so run, not as uncertainly; so fight I, not as one that beateth the air: But I keep under my body, and bring it into subjection: lest that by any means, when I have preached to others, I myself should be a castaway.

Friday, June 24, 2011

A little bit of His-story

My great grandpa Ora Renfro traveled from Oklahoma to California right before the dust bowl with these wagon wheels. These wheels faithfully carried him and his wife during that long journey. We hope to re-build the wagon one day and but these wheels on it. It is just a little bit of our His-story that our family has been able to save throughout the years.


Until Our next chat…

Beth Joy

Thursday, June 23, 2011


I truly enjoy these little “weeds”. They are simply beautiful (they also make very good jam)!

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Until Our next chat…

Beth Joy

California Visit

Sun flowerWe had a wonderful visit to California this week.

We stopped at a fruit stand on our way home. I had forgotten how delicious California fruit was. The blackberries were HUGE. I took lots of pictures of all the fresh fruits and vegetables. We snacked on our little treasures all the way home. They also had a beautiful  flower garden. I hope our garden will mature and be that beautiful soon.

big berry

We stopped in Oklahoma to look at one of the largest free standing crosses in America.  It was truly beautiful! We enjoyed reading verses and eating lunch while we talked about the love of Christ.


Then, we went to the American Quarter Horse Museum. It was wonderful! I really enjoyed reading about the history of the American quarter horse.

Quarter horse museum 

And last but not least, a pretty field we passed by. Everything on the way to Kansas was dead, dry and hot, but there was a strange beauty that the states still had.

dry field

Until Our Next Chat…

Beth Joy

Friday, June 17, 2011

Faithful Boomer

Boomer is a little pup that our neighbor brought to us last year. Boomer has earned his place on the farm and brings much enjoyment to our family. He also does a wonderful job protecting our farm and family.


Thursday, June 16, 2011

Nap Time

This is one of my many furry little friends. I think I should follow her example and take a nap more often.


Tuesday, June 14, 2011

Apple Blossoms

The Apple trees have blossomed with the promise that we will have fresh and juicy apples soon.


Gen 1:12 

And the earth brought forth grass, and herb yielding seed after his kind, and the tree yielding fruit, whose seed was in itself, after his kind: and God saw that it was good.”

Until our next chat…

Beth Joy


Miranda and my Momma came up with this fun wedding decoration. Isn’t it just splendid?!?

LOVE decorations

Thursday, June 9, 2011

His Butterfly


I often find great pleasure in playing my violin or practicing the piano. My grandma, that also finds great pleasure in classical music, made me this poem.

His Butterfly

“Quiet now as the dawn approaches, I hear the grace of God; slowly, gently unfolding His intimate thoughts.
The breeze wisps through the trees as the dew begins to dry; a quiet voice, a single tear falls from His eyes.
He watches always but even now there is a miracle taking place; what once lied dormant, now finds flight in His wondrous grace
See how the prison of yesterday falls as strength is born to soar; now the boundaries are limitless as He opens the promised doors
Quiet now as the dawn approaches, I see God’s grace unfold, the winds of time are on your wings with reflections of His gold.
Continue your flight as you bring Him joy in every stroke of your wings; play His symphony to all who hear from the depths of your heart strings.
Listen now, as the day’s are filled with His perfect delight; fly my friend with the butterflies dream; take wings and soar into the night.
Quiet now as the dawn approaches, feel God’s grace divine; tell His story with your music; let His love-light shine.

By- Connie Renfro

This poem has been a great encouragement to me. I hope you  enjoy reading it.

Until our next chat…

Beth Joy

Wednesday, June 8, 2011

Our story of dogs…

050In California we bought a little border collie puppy from a Indian on the mountain. We purchase him for $100. EVERYONE on that mountain wanted our dog after they met him. This dog could separate the neighbors animals from our own, if we were upset at a animal he would take off and bring that animal back to us, if a animal was out he would put them right back in their pens without us saying a word. This dog was amazing! However, we sold him because of a long move we were making. We didn’t realize how great he was until we moved to KS though.

We researched border collies some more and decided we needed to get another one. The nearest breeder was in TX. We talked to the breeder and decided to meet half way (in OK). We picked up the mearl blue border collie and pain $500 for him (not counting gas). We were excited to get this pup home and see what he could do. As this dog got older we realized we bought a $500 chicken killer. We sold him (after loosing 100 chickens to him) to a woman that lived in the city.

Soon after, our neighbor dropped off a Cocker Spaniel puppy. Cocker Spaniels are bird dogs but we decided to give him a chance. After a couple encounters with the chickens he learned to stay away from our feathery friends. He has been a great (and free) addition to our farm. Only, he is kind of small…like really small. We often had people drive down our drive way in the middle of the night and were not comfortable with this since my papa is often gone on the road.

So, we purchased another dog, Bear. He was a VERY shy and timid Great Pyrenees/Anatolian Shepard mix. We weren’t sure how well this little scared pup could defend our farm. But, to our great pleasure, Bear has been WONDERFUL. He loves all the animals dearly and often follows me around the property. I haven’t seen a deer print in my garden since and there are a lot less night visitors too. What most people don’t know is, Bear is still a VERY timid dog and although he has a big bark, rolls over when he realizes you’re his friend.

I got a picture of him guarding our milk cow a few weeks ago. It was simply adorable!

Until Our next chat…

Beth Joy

Tuesday, June 7, 2011

It Couldn’t Be Done…or could it?

Miracle 1This is one of my favorite poems. I hope you all enjoy it. Smile

(Miracle was one of those “can’t be done”s. I thank God that it can be done!)

By-Edgar A. Guest
”Somebody said it couldn't be done. But he with a chuckle replied,
That maybe it couldn't, but he would be one who wouldn't say so 'till he'd tried. So he buckled right in with a trace of a grin on his face. If he worried, he hid it. He started to sing as he tackled the thing that couldn't be done. And he did.
Somebody scoffed, "Oh, you'll never do that at least no one ever has done it." But he took off his coat, and he took off his hat, and the first thing we know, he'd begun it. With a lift of his chin and a bit of a grin, without any doubting or "quit-it". He started to sing as he tackled the thing that couldn't done. And he did it.

There are thousands to tell you it cannot be done. There are thousands to prophesy failure. There are thousands to point out to you, one by one, The dangers that wait to assail you but just buckle in, with a bit of a grin; Just take off your coat and go to it.
Just start in to sing as you tackle the thing that cannot be done--and you'll do it!’

Until our next chat…

Beth Joy

Monday, June 6, 2011

Gracie the Birthday bunny

Sarah (my little sister that I share my birthday with), was blessed with a very fluffy birthday gift. Sarah was given a birthday bunny. It’s name is Gracie. Here are just some cute photos of the new farm addition.

Sarah and Gracie 1Sarah and Gracie

Matty and Gracie Matty was attempting to teach Gracie how to defend herself.

Gracie Gracie decided to make a quick run for it and break out of her pen.

Gracie 2 Relaxing after her attempt to make a run for it.

Hope you all enjoyed meeting our new little friend.

Until our next chat…

Beth Joy

The Lord’s Miraculous Love

MiracleI am amazed by how much Miracle has taught ME. I was supposed to be the one teaching him. I guess life really is FULL of surprises.

I thought I would share Miracle’s story today.

I have loved horses ever since I can remember; Momma says I was born dreaming about horses. My papa and I would dream for hours about what breed and color I wanted my horse to be. I got my first horse (Lady) when I turned 11 in 2006. She was a retired race horse about 26 years old and I loved her to death! My brothers would sword fight on top of her and we would pretend she was a valiant war horse. She was so patient with all of us kids.  When my brothers and I were not sword fighting Lady and I would go trail riding in the "wilderness" (our 40 acres), and when we were not playing in the "wild" I was somewhere on the 40 acres sleeping on her back as she grazed quietly. Oh! And we both LOVED to gallop! I don't think I ever once trotted on her.
God taught me how wonderful and beautiful His creation is through Lady. When I galloped on Lady my heart felt so free I thought I could do anything, I knew God was there with me. 
Lady ended up costing our family a great deal of money because of some health issues. With the poor economy, my dad's employer had to close their doors. He started looking for more work and that search led us to Kansas. It was impossible for my family to afford bringing Lady with us and boarding her until we found a new home. Selling her was the hardest thing in the world for me. I couldn't understand why God would let this all happen.
While in Kansas I had a hard time getting used to the fact I no longer had a horse to feed and care for. I was struggling in my walk with God trying to figure out everything. My momma had secretly been emailing a woman about buying three of her horses. I found out about it when I was checking my mom's email for her. I asked her about the email titled "horses for sale" and she said she was going to try and buy me a new horse. I was so excited! I starting emailing the woman and asking questions and looking at pictures. After about three weeks, we figured out how we were going to pay for the horses, where we were going to keep them, and even when we were going to pick them up. Not even a week before we picked up the horses my momma and I were going shopping together. My papa called and said he didn't have peace about me getting these horses. He said he wanted me to email the woman and tell her we would not be able to purchase her horses. I respectfully told my papa I would but when I got off the phone I broke down crying. I told my momma what my papa had said once I had calmed down enough to talk and explain it all. I thought God was actually going to do what I wanted. Wasn't the horse His way of showing His love? Why would He take "my" horses away from me if He loved me? What did I do wrong?
During this time God was working many things out. We lived in the city and I longed to live in the country again. To make a long story short, we ended up meeting a family with horses that also had a house in the country for sale. They invited me out for riding while the rest of my family played and looked at the house. As I waited for their daughter to catch the mare, a brown gelding came up to me. He had his head low and he kindly stood in front of me with his big brown eyes. He followed me everywhere I went in the pasture. It was as if he knew he was supposed to be mine. Something in me knew he was supposed to be mine too. I absolutely positively fell in love with him! I asked if I could ride him however, they said, "oh, no! That’s an untrained horse." He normally was not kind towards others yet, to me he was sweet and I couldn’t get him out of my mind. For months, I secretly prayed that somehow I could have him.
We bought the property and I soon found out that he, Miracle, was for sale. We made a deal with the family that we would trade goats for the horse. I was so excited; I truly felt like God said, “Yes this is the horse for you.” God was finally going to do what I wanted (or so I thought). I started working on training ideas and stall plans. A month into planning the family decided they would not take the goats and we had to pay full price if we wanted him. I was heartbroken. What in the world was God doing? Why did He keep hurting me? Why didn't He love me like my momma told me He did? What did I do wrong? I felt so alone and deserted. Why did He leave me? For months I tried to "find" God; I couldn't hear God and I didn't understand why. I cried more nights than I can count. Ten months later, I decided to finally start a Bible study. In the book there were quite a few different themes; I decided to do the lesson titled "Love".  It was about a two week long Bible study with daily instructions on what to read. The first time I read it I felt empty and lost, the second time I was more interested. Each time I read the Bible and did my Bible study I felt less and less alone but I still felt like something was missing. On the last day of the Bible study, I was in my room cleaning when I remembered I had to read my Bible. It was really late and I didn't know how I was even going to read with how tired I was but I made myself do it. When I read the scriptures I was so filled with the love of God that all I could do was say “Thank You Lord!". I couldn't even remember the last time I had felt so loved! I just sat in my bed and cried. I FINALLY figured out that God was there the entire time. I didn't need to have a horse; He loved me enough to take the place of a horse. I went down stairs with tears still streaming down my face and told my mom, "Momma He loves me! I have felt alone for so long. I felt like I was in a desert. God really loves me momma and I don’t need a horse to know He loves me.” Tears came to her eyes then she told me she needed to tell me something. She said, “Your father has been working extra at work so he can pay for your horse. He has been trying to pay off Miracle ever since that family changed their minds. He said that he knew you loved Miracle and he wanted you to have the horse you loved. We didn't tell you because we didn't want you to get hurt again." I was completely shocked! I started crying all over again. The only thing I could say is, "He really loves me that much? Wow! He really loves me that much". I couldn't think or say anything else My Momma replied, "He loves you MORE than that. He sent His Son to die for you.” Now you would think that Jesus dying for me would have been why I cried but for me, I always see God's love for me through His creation. I am forever grateful for His Son dying for me but at that moment, God giving me Miracle was somehow His way of finally getting through to me. God has showed me He was there even when I thought He was not.
Originally I was going to name Miracle, “Faithful” however, after this experience I named him, “The Lord's Miraculous Love” I call him Miracle or my Love for short though. :-) Because of the training I have been doing with Miracle I have found out so many things about myself. I know I would not be the same person if God would have let me do things my own way. When I first got Miracle home I spent hours just brushing and talking to him. He was afraid and didn’t want to trust anyone. After about two weeks, I took him for a walk in the pasture next to the woods. Our dog scared him but instead of bolting like he normally tried to do, he hid behind my shoulder! Miracle learns to trust more and more each day and each day I see God more and more as I care for Miracle.

Until our next chat…

Beth Joy

Sunday, June 5, 2011


Sometimes silence is just what we need. Tonight, I enjoyed walking through the soft grass and listening to the birds sing. The beautiful sun rays made the evening even more beautiful.


Until our next chat…

Beth Joy

16 years of God’s grace…

On our 16th birthday our papa takes us to pick out our purity ring and he also makes us our Hope chest. Yesterday, I got to pick out my purity ring with papa and momma.

We chose to change the ring a little. It was made with a pretty little diamond in it but we are replacing it with a red ruby. I am quite excited about getting the ring back (hopefully on the 18th).

Here a a couple pictures from our little adventure. Smile

Papa and Beth



Beth's purity ring

Until our next chat…

Beth Joy

Saturday, June 4, 2011


I delight in planting and caring for my little flower garden. We have Rosemary, lavender, irises, chamomile, and so many other flowers and herbs grace our little garden.

Purple Iris

This Iris my grandma brought to us from California.

White and Purple iris

This is German Chamomile. Once planted in a shady area, it takes off like a weed!


Until our next chat…

Beth Joy

Thursday, June 2, 2011

A flower that doesn’t fade…

Isaiah 40:8

The grass withereth, the flower fadeth: but the word of our God shall stand for ever.

the flower fades