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Toss the water, but keep the baby

We live on a beautiful planet.  As some scientist search to find life beyond our earth, I am overwhelmed often with the beauty God gave us right here.  Today I was taken anew with the beauty of the Wasatch Mountains that edge my eastern view.  While the beaches of my youth in Southern California are lovely, my heart always used to ache to see the Sierra Nevada range that we vacationed in when I was a child.  Now I revel in seeing the immense mountains that rise straight up from the valley with their rugged granite peaks and the lush green of the aspen and pines and I love being able to take a short drive and be in them.  Oh, I feel so blessed. 

God has directed in His scriptures to be stewards of the earth.  Yet, in the argument over capitalism verses communism and right verses left, many conservatives devalued the entire liberal platform, including the environment.  I know I have, and I grew up loving Jacques Cousteau and all of nature.  When I changed from a democrat to a republican because I couldn’t go along with many platform issues, I blithely started ignoring the reality of what many business practices were doing to the environment.  I had tossed out many things of value with that bathwater. 

But God is faithful to turn us back to His plan, which includes Genesis 2:15: “The Lord God took the man and put him in the Garden of Eden to work it and take care of it.” 

In recent years many are now giving more attention to being faithful stewards of this wonderful planet we call home.   People from many churches and religious organizations including Southern Baptists, Wesleyans, Foursquare, National Association of Evangelicals, and World Vision are taking a stand. See  

There is lots of debate on this as a quick Google on the subject shows.  Jeff and I have decided that, for us, serving the Lord includes wisely caring for this planet we call Earth.


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A garden with Grandpa

One of my early memories is of planting and tending a carrot patch with my mother when I was four.  I loved it.  When I was about eight or so, my dad’s father came to live with us.  Grandpa built a bedroom and bath addition to our house and put up a fence to make a separate space that would be our garden.  Just his and mine.   Grandpa helped me mark out rows for flowers, form hills for squash and sting line for pole beans to climb.  The garden grew well and I even enjoyed weeding it when Grandpa was there.   From this early beginning a dream of living on a farm began.  

When I was thirteen, my family drove from southern California north to Montana to visit Grandpa’s sister on her and my great uncle’s dairy ranch.  My brother and I entreated our parents for some western wear.  We had grown up with the Lone Ranger and High Chaparral after all, so we were sure our cousins dressed in western clothes.  Those cousins must have chuckled when they first saw our dude and dudette outfits.  Even so, they welcomed us and we were soon off with them exploring the ranch. 

Grandpa had told me often of his niece, Jessie Mae’s, large flower garden.  It was even better than I had imagined with flowers of every color and many varieties I had never seen.  Flowers and vegetables, cows and a peacock, along with great horseback rids with a cousin near my age, stirred my heart’s wish for a farm life of my own.  I wanted a large white house like Aunt Mary’s and a vista of rolling hills with cattle grazing.  I wanted to hear the chickens clucking in the front yard and feel the warm soft head of a new calf.  

The desire for a country life stayed with me through life, though I never thought it would actually be possible.  Yet here we are, heading toward my husband’s and my dream.  Then impetus was good old American debt!   Not exactly a plan I’d recommend.  We had amassed a rather large red ink hole from a combination of moving expenses (to Utah in 2001), stupid spending and hospital bills.  Several years ago, our church held its first Financial Peace class ( and we cut up the credit cards and started working with a budget.  It also showed us we would be at it a long time, the way we were going, to pay off all off the debt”.  We decided it was worth selling our home and getting something smaller in order to pay it all off except a mortgage.

We had a great desire to live more sustainably, not always subject to the economics of high energy costs and excessive grocery bills. One day when I was cruising around the web to see what condos were selling for, I wondered how far away we would have to live to be able to afford a bit of acreage.  To my surprise I found out that it wasn’t very far at all.  Yeah, Utah!  So here we are with tables covered with books (most borrowed from the library…saving those dollars.) on small scale agriculture, chickens, goats, sheep, cheese making and straw bale houses.  Dreaming big time.

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