44 years today.
And counting.
Not always easy.
But I’m so we glad we held on.
I wouldn’t trade what we have now for anything.
The love of my life is at my side,
and we are looking forward to the future,
whatever it holds.

44 years today.
And counting.
Not always easy.
But I’m so we glad we held on.
I wouldn’t trade what we have now for anything.
The love of my life is at my side,
and we are looking forward to the future,
whatever it holds.
It was time for another road trip.
Keeping up with the “Rona” has been a bit difficult for everyone.
Our son-in-law especially, has been working just about EVERY day since this all began.
We all thought that since things have opened up, mostly, in our Iowa and her states to the south, we would take a short trip.
Four places specifically; all in southern Missouri and northern Arkansas. Here are just a few highlights from our trip.
There will be a separate post telling about our sleeping accommodations later in the week.
Two reasons to visit here in Eureka Springs, Arkansas –
#1. In the following photo you can read about “a charlatan” Norman Baker, who made a name for himself here where we live during the Depression.
#2. The Crescent Hotel is known as “America’s Most Haunted Hotel”. We didn’t sense anything paranormal while we were there, but the place was a beautiful place to visit.
Our next destination took us across the top of Arkansas to a place called Hardy.
Far back in my family history, 1962 to be exact, my Grandpa and Grandma bought a piece of property there in a place called Woodland Hills.
Shortly there there after, my Grandma took ill, and passed away.
Some time in the early 80’s, Grandpa sold us his piece of property for the sum of 1 dollar.
This really appealed to us because Hardy had become quite a neat little historical destination place, and my husband had grown up in that area, and a little north in southern Missouri.
We went there and found the property. It was lovely, and remote, close to a lake, but we knew that we were just too busy trying to build a life up here to do anything with it.
Fast forward 30+ years to now, and our daughter thought it could be fun to go there and see what it was like.
With the map and address in hand, and quite a bit of help from GPS, we were able to locate it again.
Our Granddaughter was certain we were holding out on her with lake front property that she was never aware of.
Imagine her surprise when we sent her the next photo!
Probably won’t be moving there any time soon.
We stopped by Mammoth Springs before moving further north.
Next destination; The Irish Wilderness. You can read about it here. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Irish_Wilderness
On our drive, we were always looking for wildlife.
You know, deer, elk, bear, Yeti.
Well in the next photo you can see what I caught out of the corner of my eye – all that Yeti talk – my heart skipped a beat!
I thought it was a Yeti with a walking stick.
Silly me. But it was a nice add to the story line.
It was oppressively hot outside, so we didn’t hike much, but we did come here to cool off a bit.
Remember all that talk about bears?
Next stop, Big Spring. So beautiful.
All the swirling water made things a tad cooler here.
One of the information board tells us how deep the water is.
If you placed the Statute of Liberty in the main hole, the water would cover her torch. (She’s 305 feet tall!)
We were able to visit with a few more family members, then we enjoyed some amazing hospitality at the home of our niece and nephew in Greenville, Missouri. Then headed home on Tuesday morning.
Storms tried to follow us home, but we made it safe and sound.
I hope you enjoyed this little photo tour.
If you want to see more photos, you can go to Facebook #fivedayswithfrank
Until next time …
Re-blogged from October 15, 2012
Even though the room has changed a lot since 2012,
the invitation is still the same.
This very post reminds me of my need to seek Him daily.
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I’ve been given an invitation.
It’s a special invitation.
It’s an invitation that fills my heart with joy.
It is an invitation to a secret place.
No.
It is an invitation to a sacred place.
This invitation is from a dear friend.
She has invited me to join her in her secret place.
She has invited me to her sacred place.
The place where she meets with ……………..
God.
Alone.
The place where she encounters God.
What an honor and a blessing.
Her invitation is a reminder to me.
A reminder that my Dear Savior longs for me to come to that secret place with Him.
Reminds me that He is waiting in that sacred place.
Reminds me that He wants to have an encounter with me,
as much as I need an encounter with Him.
You Dear Reader,
If you don’t not have such a place,
A secret, sacred place of encounter with God,
I strongly urge you to get one.
Find one.
Make one.
Make a place where you can rest with your Savior.
A place where you can abide with Him.
A place where you can go daily.
Be it early before your day begins,
or late and at the end of your day.
It may even be when your children are napping.
No matter.
Just do it.
When you encounter Father God there,
even your problems will seem to have an air of grace in them.
Remember the line in “Field of Dreams”?
“If you build it, they will come.”
Well if you make this place for Him,
He will come.
My own secret place is not fancy.
This chair belonged to my Mother.
It is older than I.
It sits next to the window in my office.
It only has three legs with an empty can from some dark chocolate
rolled wafer sticks serving as its fourth .
When I place myself in that seat,
even for a few moments.
He comes.
We encounter each other,
and joy fills my heart.
If you make it,
He will come.
I promise.
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Fearfully and wonderfully made
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