by Tammy Kennington | Sep 22, 2023
I watched with wonder as combines trolled up and down the golden strips of wheat. My grandfather, a farmer, tended his plants throughout the season and now they stood ready for harvest—each tender kernel a testimony to his care. Whether or not we earn a farmer’s wage,...
by Tammy Kennington | Aug 19, 2022
The brown began with just a few leaves at the bottom of the plants. Each day death advanced up the plant, changing verdant life into lifeless dried leaves. A fungus relentlessly attacked our tomato field and plants were dying at a rapid pace. How do you lean into God...
by Tammy Kennington | Mar 4, 2021
The soil, still wearing winter’s crust, almost taunts the farmer–daring him to unleash the toothed blade. Greeting the day before the moon is veiled beyond earth’s ridge, the man drops the tool behind his machine and tills narrow ditches in a quilt-like...
by Tammy Kennington | Oct 20, 2023
Winter’s chill gave way to unprecedented warmth and the brilliant blue of a Colorado sky pressed against snowcapped mountains. The day finally arrived. My son and his beautiful bride-to-be joined hands and hearts–proclaiming their love before God, friends, and...
by Tammy Kennington | Aug 12, 2022
Laughing out loud when my husband shared the story, I soon recovered my composure enough to wonder what my neighbor was thinking now. Maintaining a large backyard garden, he plants dozens of seeds each year. Having a small variety of melon and pumpkin seeds left, on...
