Single Mother Woes
My mom made a habit of scouting for vacant houses, tracking down the owner and offering to rent. The summer after I graduated from...
Our year of the Eclipse: Part 2
By Tonya Stevenson
As I had watched 2017’s big eclipse it seemed the Holy Spirit whispered comfort into my soul for the days ahead...sometimes close...
Our year of the Eclipse
Honestly, even though we were in the full eclipse zone last summer in Wyoming, as was our daughter across the border in Nebraska, we...
Alma Cowboy Follows Yet Young Lifetime Goal Qualifying For National Finals Rodeo
By Frank J. Buchman
“I intend to make the National Finals Rodeo.”
Cooper Martin of Alma, Kansas, was just 15-years-old when he made that quoted statement...
To Please the Crowd 2
The bestiarius’ scornful scowl takes-in every inch of my petite five-foot frame. If I hoped for compassion there is none in those cold eyes....
Faith In a Father’s Love
By: Tonya Stevenson
So graciously blessed I am to have five grandchildren seven-years-old and under. As with my own children, I marvel how God creates...
Living Again
By Tonya Stevenson
It’s a beautiful February morning, temperatures in the fifties and only a slight breeze. My husband and I had just finished feeding...
A Painful Price
By: Tonya Stevenson
Precariously,the stooped woman climbs the tight barbed-wire fence, as the sun peeks over the majestic mountain tops. Jan’s misused body appears much...
Windy Stories
By: Tonya Stevenson
Everyone in Wyoming has windy stories, wild stories that make people question whether you are pulling their leg. This week we have...
Creation Groans
By: Tonya Stevenson
In the second winter of our marriage my husband and I were driving home after feeding the cows. In the pasture ahead...