Reading, learning, singing, animal husbandry, gardening, beekeeping, cooking, baking bread, studying nutrition, sewing, playing my celtic harp, piano and occasionally violin (aka fiddle), contra dancing, outdoor activities like hiking, bicycling, or iceskating. I used to enjoy horseback riding, but it's been many years now since I've had a horse. Enjoying a good book, or a good conversation; enjoying activities with my family and church, cookbook-browsing, ocassional drawing... :-)

I do, but not very conventional perhaps- and not always particularly 'quiet'. :-) I milk in the morning, so I usually just read a little from the Bible when I get up, and then I have some time to pray and sing and think while I'm milking. I do the rest of my day's reading before I go to sleep at night.

My Mom and some of my siblings and I all decided to read through the Bible on the same schedule this year. I have gotten behind, so I am catching up by listening to the Bible on CD too. Right now I'm in 2 Chronicles, Proverbs, and John. I really love Psalms. I like to read there whether that's where I am in the readings or not.

I also like to look back over my notes from that week's sermon in the evening, or read another book as time/energy permit.

I haven't thought about this for a long time. There are some stories I have loved particularly; but it's not so much the character himself as it is what God did for that person, and how God's character was shown in their story. I really liked Moses. I loved reading the places where God and Moses spoke to eachother, the place where God hid Moses in the rock and let him see the shadow of his glory, and the tenderness of God taking him up the mountain and burying his body when he died. (Precious to God is the death of his saints!) I like Ruth because her life also tells about God's goodness and provision, caring for the widow and the sojourner, putting the solitary in families, giving life, fruitfulness and joy for sorrow, making the stranger his own people. My favorite character is Jesus, and I love learning to see him in David and Noah and Boaz and Moses...

I am content for today, and grateful for how God has ordained my past. But I am also hopeful for the future! Being a Christian wife and mother is a high calling, and it is the calling and ministry I desire and pray for.

I think I would say Pastor Jeff Harlow, my pastor for a number of years. It was through him that I first came to hear about the doctrines of grace. He also was the first to begin to instil in me a love for Christ's Church, by his own commitment and passion for her, and by his encouragement and admonition.

I would way that I have also been influenced a lot by Betsie and Corrie Ten Boom. When I read their story as a girl it made a big impact on me, and I thought of them often: the witness of their lives and God's faithfulness in it. The power of God's love, and the beauty of a life given- both in the concentration camps, and in the quietness of every-day life in those many years before the war- have influenced my thinking.

When a friend had a 'hero party', where you were supposed to dress up as your hero, I was Corrie. :-)

- On Being Human -

Angelic minds, they say, by simple intelligence,

Behold the forms of nature. They discern

Unerringly the archtypes, all the verities

Which mortals lack or indirectly learn.

Transparent in primordial truth, unvarying,

Pure Earthness and right Stonehood from their clear,

High eminence are seen; unveiled, the seminal

Huge Principles appear.

The Tree-ness of a tree they know- the meaning of

Aroboreal life, how from earth’s salty lap

The solar beam uplifts it, all the holiness

Enacted by leaves’ fall and rising sap;

But never an angel knows the knife-edged severance

Of sun from shadow where the trees begin,

The blessed cool at every pore caressing us

-An angel has no skin.

They see the Form of Air; but mortals breathing it

Drink the whole summer down into the breast.

The lavish pinks, the field new-mown, the ravishing

Sea-smells, the wood fire smoke that whispers rest.

The tremor on the rippled pool of memory

That from each smell in widening circles goes,

The pleasure and the pang- can angels measure it?

An angel has no nose.

The nourishing of life, and how it flourishes

On death, and why, they utterly know; but not

The hill-born, earthy spring, the dark cold bilberries

The ripe peach from the southern wall still hot,

Full-bellied tankards foamy-topped, the delicate

Half-lyric lamb, a new loaf’s billowy curves,

Nor porridge, nor the tingling taste of oranges-

An angel has no nerves.

Far richer they! I know the senses’ witchery

Guards us, like air, from heavens too big to see;

Imminent death to man that barb’d sublimity

And dazzling edge of beauty unsheathed would be.

Yet here, within this tiny, charm’d interior,

This parlour of the brain, their Maker shares

With living men some secrets in a privacy

Forever ours, not theirs.

-C.S. Lewis, Poems

Most of the time I am helping here with keeping our home and little farm going. Yes, I love this work! :-)

I also do some tutoring, music lessons, sewing jobs, and occasionally have played harp for events, done farm-sitting, or short-term care for elderly people. Mostly I like it. I've tuned a few pianos, and mostly I don't like that. :-)

I am paedo-baptist. :-) This is important to me, so I want people to know it up front.

I was homeschooled, and desire to homeschool my own children.

I desire, and am grateful for, wisdom and protection from those in authority over me. I don't have a Dad at home, so I have asked my Mom for help with this 'singles site' thing! :-) I also would ask for help and counsel of my pastor and elder at church as appropriate.