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How Communication Heals

Can Communication Heal?

Oh I’m so glad you’ve joined me today! It’s snowing so why don’t you grab a cup of something hot, pull up a chair, and let’s have a little visit about how communication changes and heals lives.

As you learned from our previous two posts that communication with God, also known as, prayer, about two men that had stomped all over my heart provided healing of those old wounds. And then face to face communication with my ex-husband smoothed away years of hurt and created a foundation for friendship.

Healing relationships, can be challenging, but can be one of the most rewarding gifts you can give yourself, the other person, and all those effected.

After that healing Thanksgiving I have learned how to truly forgive and forget. I had to let all my personal issues and hangups go. The past is truly the past.

As I allowed myself to heal, I watched Dean and Mika building a true relationship and Dean and I to grow in our friendship.

But because of that initial communication over turkey, stuffing, and mashed potatoes, doors were being opened to something so much bigger.

August 2015

This past August that Thanksgiving communication blew some doors open that I never imagined.

But not only opened, but opened with joy, friendship, and true happiness.

We had the opportunity to meet a lovely young lady, inside and out.

Mika and Hardy had met her before. And I had met her when she was very young. But never dreamed I would get to know her as a young adult.

It’s interesting how life brings things back to us to make things right, and to make things new.

That is exactly what happened this August. My ex-husband, Dean, and his youngest daughter, Kaven, came to visit.

I cannot tell you how much I enjoyed meeting Kaven and getting to visit with her.  She is delightful!   It was a wonderful visit. And a gift to my heart.

To see Mika, her Dad, her sister, and Rossi enjoying each other. Sharing. Caring. Loving each other. . . well . . . for a woman of words . . .  I have none that convey the depth of emotion it brought up in me.

It was living a dream. Witnessing something I had dreamed of from the moment Dean drove away all those years ago.

It was magic.

It was an answer to prayer.

It was healing.

It was pure joy.

And I am a better person for having experienced it.

I’m thrilled for all of them!

That’s family.

That’s love.

I have been so excited about sharing this story and these photos!  Some of you have wanted me to write all my posts quickly.  But this time it was my turn to wait. I have been waiting to write these posts since they were here! And that has been a long, hard, wait for me!

But I wanted to be able to share it during December. For Christmas. I hope this story inspires you to forgive and allow love to truly conquer all. Because it will. If you allow it.

Here are photos to prove love wins.  Family wins.  Hope, faith, and prayer really do work.

**In case you missed the previous posts in this story, or want to go back and re-read them here they are:  #1 How Listening to God Changes Us;   and #2 Communication Brings Rewarding Life Lessons

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Family! Look at that baby’s face and how she is touching her Grampa’s heart!

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Grampa Dean and Rossi


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Aunt Kaven and Rossi


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Sisters Getting Ready to Ride

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Father and daughter

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Family Photo at Mesa Verde

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If you haven’t read the previous posts, I recommend you do.  It will make this on make more sense.   Here are the links:

Post #1:  How Listening to God Changes Us

Post #2: Communication Brings Rewarding Life Lessons

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3 Simple Step to Miracles In YOUR Life

For First Time Miracles Zone Readers:

This is Post #11 in the Miracles Series

If you are new to this blog I encourage you to go back and read the previous 10 posts in the Miracle Series so this one makes better sense. Here are links to each of them:

Post #1  How To Experience  Miracles in Your Life

Post #2  Who Wants Miracles In Their Life?

Post #3  What Happens When Miracles Don’t Look Pretty

Post #4  How Tragedy Can Create Miracles

Post #5  When Miracles Bring Transformation

 Post #6  What Do Miracles Look Like

Post #7  Are You In Need Of A Miracle?

Post #8  Where Can You Find A Miracle

Post #9  Miracles Keep Coming

Post # 10 How To Step Into The Miracle Zone 

Can You Truly Find Miracles?

Is that even a remote possibility?


You can find them every day. All you have to do is look with your spirit.

No matter what your circumstances are, miracles are happening all around you every day.

My year of miracles started last November when I lost my job and two of my three rental properties had been damaged and were in need of expensive repairs. I was broke.

No, I was . . .  BROKE!

And I was broken.

My spirit was broken.

I was trusting God and making the best of a bad situation, but I was broken.

I knew in my head God would turn things around, and I spoke those words no matter how down I got. But my heart was crying out every day in anguish.

But now, as I look back, that is when my Miracle Zone began.

I’ve walked you though many of my incredible miracles and I won’t bore you with them again here. If you need a refresher the links are above.

With the next posts I want to bring you current in my miracle walk, but challenge you to start living your life in the miracle zone.

December Can Be Hard

We are all  human. And most of us with a little age have lost at least one loved one.

And that can make the holidays difficult.

Having lost both my Mom and my Dad during the holidays it makes this a challenging time of year for me.


But this year is different.  This entire year has been about one miracle after another. And while I do miss Mom and Dad, my life has been transformed over the past year. I had to walk through some dark and lonely times. But God was working in me, in my circumstances, and in my family.

This December, my most treasured miracle of all, and why I believe God shut all the doors in Delta County, and opened ones in Cortez and shoved me through them, is my precious grand daughter Rossi (and for those who have asked, her name is pronounced Ross-E, like my name). I live fifteen minutes away and see her almost every day.

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My Miracle Family! Rossi, Mommy Mika, and Daddy Hardy


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A Living Breathing Miracle!

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My Miracles

I took these photos Thanksgiving weekend, in the pasture where I live, and it was an incredibly special afternoon!

The love and joy was overflowing and the beauty was breathtaking. And none of this would have been possible if I had not trusted God and kept moving forward this year.

It’s All Attitude Baby!

Many miracles led to that afternoon of photos.

And I’m humbled and honored to have experienced each one.

But I could just as easily have missed all those miracles.

I could have been so wrapped up in the difficulty of the various situations I would have missed the amazing miracles happening all around me.

But thankfully this year has opened my eyes and taught me in an intimate way to do a few very important steps. Steps that I encourage you to do from this moment forward.

Steps To Miracles:

  • Seek Out Joy!
  • Open your heart, pick your head up, and look for the amazing blessings that are right beneath your nose!
  • Look for the miracles in your life. But look with your heart more than you eyes

Even in the midst of my holiday blues there are still miracles all around me!

Because I LOOK for them!

I go out expecting to experience a miracle every day!

Every day I’m excited to see what miracle  God is going to bless me with today!

So my question for you today is, would you like to learn more about walking in the miracle zone? Will you open your heart to miracles? Will you join me on this incredible walk?

Please let me know what you think about this in the comments section below. Thank you!

Is 2015 YOUR Year Of Miracles?

If you are interested in learning more about Walking in the Miracle Zone I would like to invite you to join me  in Your Year Of Miracles, a training I have participated in that opened my eyes to the miracles in my life.  I hope you’ll check out this free event and consider joining me in the program in 2015!

God Bless!

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Are You In Need Of A Miracle?

A Miracle? Today? You bet!

I’m in need of them every day.

Who among us hasn’t asked for a miracle?

Have you?

Have you prayed for a miracle? Cried out to a known . . . or even an unknown God for one? Have you resorted to calling a physic? Totaled your numbers in numerology?

If you’re brave enough, I hope you’ll tell me about it in the comments section after reading this post.

All of these are us searching for help from outside ourselves. Something bigger than we are.

And this is Miracle Series Post #7

If you are new to this blog I would encourage you to follow these links and start at Miracle Series Post #1. Then read the others so this post will make better sense.  Here are links to the previous posts:

Post #1  How To Experience  Miracles in Your Life

Post #2  Who Wants Miracles In Their Life?

Post #3  What Happens When Miracles Don’t Look Pretty

Post #4  How Tragedy Can Create Miracles

Post #5  When Miracles Bring Transformation

 Post #6  What Do Miracles Look Like

Picking Up Where We Left Off

My last post brought you to March. We lost Rob, and my friend, Vicki, soon after. My misery paled in comparison to the gut wrenching heartache of people I now cared very deeply for. I started coming out of my emotional fog by praying for these two families.

It was about this time my daughter, Mika, gave me my, “comeuppance” .  She, not too delicately, told me my recent blog posts were a cop-out and I needed to be open and honest with what was going on in my life. She was right. I apologized in the post  Responsibility, I Let You Down.

In writing that post, I figured out why I had found every excuse in the world to not write anything. Looking at the truth was just too hard.

But after my miracle daughter re-opened my eyes, I started looking for God in the tiniest detail of every day. And I Found Him!

I found Him here, in the sunrise from my front door on a particularly difficult morning

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The Miracle Sunrise

And here, in the miracle of my amazing, loving family.

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My Miracle family at the first barrel race of the season – Moab in April 2014

Hidden in that photo, under Mika’s blue sweat shirt, is the miracle of my precious grand daughter. The tiny creature who kept me clinging to my sanity as I sloshed my way through this move and transition to a new life, in a new place, a new job, as I struggled to find new friends . . .

And the old me.

The me that was confident, strong, a fighter, a survivor, happy, and content.

The only photo I had of my inspiration looked like a peanut. So our tiny baby was Grandma’s “Peanut” for months. And I clung to the love of that child, my daughter, and son-in-love as I climbed out of my dark night of the soul. And no, love was not a miss-spelled word.

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My Little Peanut

Together they carried me through.

No, that’s not totally right.

Their love, grounded in my love and trust in God, and His son, Jesus, carried me through.

And “Peanut” was my lifeline.

She kept everything in perspective.

And the funny thing is, we all new she was a she, long before we “knew” she was a she.


It’s All In How You Look At It

Life presents us with choices. So many choices.

We always have a choice to look at things from the positive, or from the negative.

We have the choice to do what’s right, or what’s wrong.

We have the choice to look up and see the rainbow  –

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Miracles of a Double Rainbow!

Or keep our head down and miss beauty all around us.

Spring had officially arrived and just like the grass, the trees, the flowers, and my new grand baby, I made the choice to come back to life.

Are You In Need Of A Miracle Today?

Have you ever suffered through a difficult time?

If so, I hope you will share your thoughts and how you coped in the “Comments section” below.  Your story may be just what someone reading this needs to hear.

And if you would like prayer, you can always contact  me personally through the website email.

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How Tragedy Can Create Miracles

Miracles Post #4

If you are new to this blog, I recommend you read Miracle Series Post #1, #2, and #3 first. Here are the links:

Post #1  How To Experience Miracles In Your Life,

Post #2  Who Wants More Miracles In Their Life?,

Post #3 What Happens When Miracles Don’t Look Pretty

Time To Get On With Life

I had pouted around enough.

I prayed all the way to work that day, tried to start thinking positive thoughts, and did all the things you need to do to get your life moving in the right direction and in a positive manner.

The next morning I woke to this in my Jesus Calling daily devotional:

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Devotional Page

“The way just ahead of you is very steep . . .  I am teaching you a difficult lesson, learned only by hardship.”  Well, at least I had that one figured out already.

It was time to get serious about applying a different attitude, finishing the move, and focus on getting my new life started.

Zombie Miracle Zone

When you walk in the miracle zone sometimes you just simply zone out. And you miss the amazing things that are happening all around you.

I didn’t feel like I fit in anywhere.

Hotchkiss was still home . . . but I didn’t have a home there any more.

I had a home in Cortez. But Cortez was closed and as cold as a hard winter’s snow. It felt like the community had a “No Trespassing” sign up for little ‘ol me.

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How my life in Cortez felt

But I was determined to do something!

I was working full time in Cortez and would get permission to leave early Friday afternoon and dash over the mountains to Hotchkiss. Spend half the night working on my house there, then drive back to Delta, and spend the night with either my sister or my step-mom. Drive back to Hotchkiss the next morning and work all day, and half the night, packing and loading. Drive back to Delta to spend the night. Drive back to Hotchkiss Sunday morning and work till noon. Then load what I needed to take with me to Cortez and head out by 3:00 so I could hopefully make it to my driveway before dark.

I’d pull into the driveway, exhausted. Go to bed and head to work Monday morning all coffeed-up and as cheery as I could force myself to be.

I did this every weekend.

I felt like one of those mice in the spinning wheel cages. Running my guts out and not getting anywhere. I kept telling myself to just keep going, you’ll get there, even if you don’t know where there is.

Tragedy Opens Miracles

As I was working my way through my personal nightmare, two real nightmares occurred and put my pathetic attitude in quick perspective.

The first part of March a personal friend of my daughter and son-in-law and an acquaintance of mine was snowmobiling and got caught in an avalanche. They hunted for him till it snowed a week or so later. After the snow storm the officials determined the avalanche was going to run again and it was too dangerous to keep searching for him. Sure enough, the avalanche ran again, but then the officials determined the snow was too deep to be able to find him and they called off the search.

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God’s Glory Protected Our Friend While He Waited On The Mountain

This amazing community suffered through the horrific ordeal along side the family. They raised money to hire special search teams, special helicopters, specially trained search and rescue dogs. They volunteered to keep searching no matter how deep the snow was. They prayed, they cried, they clung together. They tied yellow ribbons around trees, trucks, fence posts, and gates.

And we all vowed to not stop till Rob came home.

During all this, another family friend lost her battle with cancer. The community was crushed again. But all pulled together to carry yet another family through heartbreaking sadness.

Being new to the community, I stood in awe. Blown away by the loving support they gave these suffering families.

I was Deeply moved.

And ashamed of myself.

These people’s lives were torn to shreds.

And I was pouting about a move.

Their pain and suffering opened my eyes to the reality of how fortunate I was. I had my family. I had the people who loved me. I could reach out and hug them.

The evidence of my miracles came crashing into my reality.

I prayed for these people. And in the midst of their pain, I found new friends. Incredibly strong friends. Friends I will cherish for the rest of my life. Women I am honored to call my friends.

At this point my miracle zone took on a new and different reality.

I hope you come back tomorrow for Post #5 to find out what that reality was!

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Who Wants Miracles in Their Life? Miracles Post #2

Miracle Series Post #2 – Link to Post #1

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Was I really going to give up all this for a job? And a Grand Baby?

Miracles Start Rolling In

Sitting in my car at that gas station the realization that “God sure has a great sense of humor!” started to really sink in.

With my daughter and her husband’s announcement of their pregnancy, instantly I knew God had been working behind the scenes for months. My miracles were rolling in.

Miracle #1, a new job, miracle #2, that job was in the town where my only child lived, and miracle #3, she was pregnant with my first grandchild.

Suddenly, we all knew why God dropped this job in my lap!  But we had no idea how all this transition was going to work.

For years I had said, only slightly jokingly, that if Mika, my daughter, ever had a baby, I wanted to move closer so I wouldn’t have to battle the mountain passes in the winter. With their baby news, accepting the full time position and relocating was now my only option.

But I don’t travel light. I come with dogs, cats, horses, and a house full of huge, heavy furniture! Try finding a rental place for all that, on a budget! A Tight budget at that!  Good luck!

Experiencing God and His Miracles Can Be Confusing

I’ve always heard that when God moves everything is peaceful.  Well, in my best redneck language – Bull!

God was orchestrating all this. I knew that. But I felt like I was in the middle of a giant blender, turned on full speed, being sucked down towards the blades about to either be drowned, or be chopped into a million tiny pieces!

When the director first called and offered me the job I was headed to Cortez the next day to house/barn sit for Mika and Hardy while they went to a cattle convention. He and I agreed we should at least meet and see if we even liked each other. That was Tuesday and we would meet Friday morning before I headed back home.

Friday came and our meeting went great. He offered me part-time or full time, whichever I wanted. I wanted to pray over it and let him know.  He agreed to let me think about it and let him know on Monday. Keep in mind this is before we knew about Mika being pregnant.

As I drove out of Cortez the next day, I passed the little church that Mika and Hardy go to. The Pastor does Cowboy Church once a month for the community so he knows many of the ranchers in the area. Something told me to turn around and talk to him. But he wasn’t at the church. Sitting in the church parking lot I called him and asked if any of his members had a rental property.

He said yes, one of them did.

Rather than wait till I had made my decision about the job I decided to called the number the pastor had given me and talk to the family with the property for rent, just in case. They had 25 acres and a nice home for rent just a couple miles from where I was at. But the property actually belonged to their nephew who had taken a job in New Mexico. The Aunt and Uncle weren’t sure how much the rent would be but they thought $700 or $800. I thought I could rent my house for that so I turned around and met the people at the property. I figured I was right there so it wouldn’t hurt to look.

It was a beautiful little place with an older, but nice home, some out-buildings and pens, perfect for my horses, and a couple big metal sheds for vehicles and storage. All on 25 acres of high desert grass and cedars. I would like to have had some pasture, but it would work fine. I asked for the nephew’s number and told the Aunt and Uncle I would be interested in renting the property  if I decided to take the job.

Miracle #4 – Or so it appeared!

And Trouble Begins

The next few days were horrible! When it came right down to making the decision, I didn’t want to leave my life and start all over.

But I still needed the job and the reality of commuting was sinking in. Plus, Mika was being very difficult about the whole thing. She was just so moody.

Finally, I asked the director for an extra couple of days to make my decision. I don’t even remember all the excuses I gave, but he was incredibly patient with me and told me to take my time.

Boy did I.

That entire week I vacillated back and forth, yes I was going, no I wasn’t, yes I was moving, no I wasn’t.

But then came Sunday and the baby announcement.

Instantly, I was committed to moving and as soon as I hung up the phone with my daughter and son-in-law, I called and left a message on the director’s phone telling him I would take the full time position. As I left the message I felt relieved that God had led me to a rental place long before the job decision was made. I hung up from the director, called the property owner and asked where to send my deposit money.

The guy stuttered and stammered around and finally said he had called a property manager and they had told him the place should rent for $1800 a month.  He felt so bad that he would rent it to me for only $1400. WHAT?!  That was still double what we had agreed on. He told me he knew that, but since the property manager said that’s what the place should rent for, that’s what he wanted.

Faith Flew Out The Window

Needless to say, I did not rent the place, and my faith in the entire situation was shattered!

The house situation made me wonder if this job thing really was of God? Or was it all my imagination?

But I had a grand baby coming. And I had made a commitment to the director and would not go back on my word.  So house hunting became my obsession. Over the next two weeks I had several near misses but as my start date at the new job loomed closer and closer I had no place to live.

Finally, out of sheer desperation, I was considering living in a motel. The day before I was going to reserve my room I saw a one room cabin advertized on Craigslist for $400 a month. I figured it was cheaper than the motel and would buy me some time. I could leave the horses at the ranch for a little while and the cabin would let me get there and get to work. Then I could figure out the rest.

I called the number. The owner and I had a wonderful visit on the phone and I spoke for the cabin, sight unseen.  We exchanged email addresses and she was to email me her address for the first months rent.

During our conversation I found out she was a horse person, too. They had come to Colorado several years back and built their dream home and horse facility but then had to move to a lower altitude for her husband’s health. The cabin was on a corner of that property. She wished I could rent that place, with a large custom home on 40 acres of lush pasture, with a six stall horse barn, runs, paddocks, and a big hay barn. Basically my ideal property. But it was already rented. Too bad.

Living In The Midst of Miracles

Please remember that when all this started I had prayed, “Father God, you got me a job out of the blue, if this is really of you, I need the perfect place for me and all my animals.”

I had prayed for the perfect place, not a one room cabin. But at least I would have a roof over my head and a place I could cook my own breakfast. I breathed a sigh of relief and got serious about packing.

Please keep these things in mind as you travel through life:

  • The path to miracles can be cluttered with trouble.
  • Prayer should always be your navigation map!
  • Pray diligently, and then relax and trust.

Never Doubt Miracles

The next morning sure enough, I had an email from the cabin owner. But rather than giving me her mailing address, the email said, “Good morning Kristi. It was delightful to visit with you last night. Ironically, right after our phone call, a neighbor in Colorado emailed me photos of my place. The large horse property I told you about. The photos show the current renter is not taking care of the property.  I have it rented for $1400 a month, but if you would consider renting that property instead of the cabin I would take $900 for it. It’s a terrible mess, but I’m hoping you would consider that place rather than the cabin. And if you would help clean it up we would wave the damage deposit.”

Are you kidding?!? YES!  Of course I would! When can I come look at it?

Three days later I rented my dream place!
Miracle #4 – For Real this time!

To Be Continued . . .
Come back tomorrow for #3 in the Miracles Series!

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How To Experience Miracles In Your Life

What? Miracles Happen? Still?

Have you ever had something happen in your life that made you pause and say, “That had to be God“?

I’ve had a lot of those moments this year! And I decided it’s time to start sharing them.

A Year Of Miracles

I recently figured out I’m living in the miracle zone. Have been since November.

I didn’t recognize some of them as miracles when they happened.

Some I didn’t want.

Until now.

Miracles Can Come Disguised As Trouble

If you follow this blog you know I’ve had a pretty rough year.

My ProArgi9 business has suffered because of the economy, but I always had my contract job with Delta County to fall back on. Until November when they didn’t renew my contract.

A couple months before that both apartments in my duplex were destroyed by the last renters and I had to rebuild them. By December I was dead broke and on the verge of loosing everything I had worked my whole life for.

It was a frightening place to be.

But now, looking back, I realize there was a purpose behind all of it.

God was paring me down.

Cleaning me up.

Preparing me for transition.

And Pushing me into the Miracle Zone.

The Path To Miracles Can Be Cluttered With Boulders

There weren’t many jobs to be found in Delta last winter but by January I finally had two tiny part-time jobs.

Driving down the road to one of them my cell phone rang. I didn’t recognize the number but answered it anyway. It was the director of Social Services in Montezuma County. A total stranger.

Apparently my former boss with Delta County had recommended me to him. This total stranger offered me a job on the spot. Right there as I sat in my car on the side of the road.  At the beginning of our conversation it was a part-time, emergency, catch them up position. After visiting with him a few minutes, he was talking about a full time position.

Miracle #1

But to get either job I would have to choose between a four hour commute and camp somewhere two nights a week, or dive in, pack up, and move away from the security I had built over a lifetime.

Leave behind my home, my ranch, the bulk of my family, and a group of amazing, faithful friends who had supported me through thick and thin.

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My little piece of Heaven just outside Hotchkiss America

Leave all this. For a job?

But a job that just happened to be located in the same town where my only child lived.

Miracle #2

Emotions Run Red

At first driving back and forth was my choice. But my daughter quickly shut that door when she told me in no uncertain terms  I was not welcome at her house.

She was furious over the possibility of me taking any job outside of Delta County, and me leaving the ranch.

Honestly, I respected her for saying I couldn’t stay with them. No need to disrupt their lives. But the thought of disrupting my life from top to bottom didn’t sound too appealing either.

More Miracles

The Sunday before I had to tell Montezuma County yes or no I headed to church. After yet another arguement with my daughter as I drove there, I spent the entire service in prayer about the situation. I struggled over the decision and finally, at the end of the service decided to pass on the job. The job was not worth a constant argument with my daughter.

I was sad, but finally at peace as I calmly left the church and drove to the gas station a few blocks away. As I stopped at the pump my cell phone rang. It was my daughter. Grrrreat! I almost didn’t answer it.

Finally I did.


The snappy-turtle voice on the phone said in an unpleasant tone, “Where have you been?”

“At church” I calmly replied.

“Well, hold on Hardy has to leave and we have something to tell you.

She yelled for her husband to come to the phone while I sat there thinking, “Great, now she’s going to have him chew on me too.”

“Hold on while we put the phone on speaker.”

Oh boy. . . here it comes. . . butt chewing double time.

My son-in-law calmly asked, “Are you there?”


Snappy turtle said, “Ok, no crying, alright?”

“Fine. What is it?” I asked quite anxious now.

Together they announced, “We’re pregnant!”

Miracle #3!

It’s The Darkest Before The Dawn

My daughter and son-in-law expected me to cry, but all I could do was laugh! A grand child was the farthest thing from my mind! They were trying to not get pregnant!

Once I gathered myself, all I could say was, “God sure has a great sense of humor!”

Suddenly we all knew why God dropped this job in my lap!

To Be Continued!   Check back tomorrow for post #2 on Miracles!


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What Does God’s Love Really Feel Like?

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God’s Glorious Crown

No Greater Love

My daughter did it again. She called me out on not going deeper.

She’s right.

I wrote a nice little surface post about 7 simple love steps but didn’t put my heart and soul into it.

Love is an emotion that lifts us up, carries us, and breaks us down.

No other emotion effects us more. It deserves deeper thought and consideration. But there are so many facets we will have to break it into bite sized pieces for reflection.

God’s Love

Let’s start on the love that started this very blog.

The Love of God.

Oh boy, how do we put that one into words?

There is a children’s song that says, “God’s love is higher than the highest mountain, deeper than the sea.”

Having lived a life alone with God for many years I can tell you from walking in it, that little song doesn’t begin to explain how incredible God’s love for us is!

Let’s see if this opens some heart’s doors. . .

Are any of you parents?

That was a trick question, I know you are.

Stop for a minute and think about your children. Let that love swell up in your chest. Till it hurts. Think about how proud of them you are. Even when they’re not at their best we love them so much we wouldn’t think twice about diving in front of a moving vehicle, or even taking a bullet to save them, would we?

We would die to save our children.  Wouldn’t we?

They are the most important thing in our life.


Of course they are.

What makes you think God loves you any less than that?

I grew up in a church that had me scared of God.

If I didn’t do everything right I would have to deal with God’s wrath. I would make Him mad and He would punish me.

Well, trust me, I’ve done things, still do things that hurt Him. But He still loves me enough to die for me!

I hurt Him when I do something stupid, but He never stops loving me!

One of my favorite parts in ANY movie,  is in the Passion of the Christ when Jesus is on the cross, dieing, and the camera zooms away to Heaven and one giant tear falls from Heaven to earth and causes the earthquake.

That is how much God and Jesus love us.

Feel God’s Love

Pause with me a minute. Close your eyes again and breath in that kind of love. Open you heart to the pure, sweet, incredible love of God. The love He wants to fill you up with. Fill you up to overflowing and it spills out on others so they can experience it.

Love that you feel in your heart, your mind, your throat, all the way to your finger tips, and the hair stands up on the back of your neck.  Float in a sea of love washing over you in wave after wave of pure peace and joy.

Open you mind and your heart to it. Love far deeper than we have for our own children. Love more profound than our human minds can rationalize. Love that makes your heart feel like it will explode!

That’s only the tip of the iceberg of how much God loves us!

God is our FATHER!

Not our condemner!

He is the lover of our soul!

No matter what we’ve done. He Loves Us. Purely and completely.

Close your eyes again and breath in that kind of forgiving, caring, nurturing love.

See God’s Love

Look around you and see God’s creation today. Every beautiful thing, every amazing creature, is a testimony to God’s love for us.

His love carries us through hell on earth and prepares us for a family dinner at HIS table.

Do you think He has mashed potatoes?  I hope so!  🙂


I am extremely curious to hear what thoughts and emotions this post created in you.  Would you share with me in the comments section please?  I need the feedback!  Did this post touch you?  Or am I just a talking bobble-head???

Thanks so much for being here! God Bless you!


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Why Are Life Lessons Important?

What  Makes Life Lessons Important?

Life lessons are hard things to learn because we usually have to live through trauma to gain them. But once we learn the lesson, we hope to can keep them close to our heart, and actually remember them the next time.

Unfortunately, my short term memory was damaged in my horse wreck all those years ago and I often forget my most important life lessons!  I really can blame brain damage! 

MIA (Missing In Action)

I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but I’ve missed posting for a few weeks again.  This is because my world has been thrown into turmoil, again.

All because I forgot one of my most vital life lessons.

This summer I have been recovering from the trauma of leaving my home, family, friends, ranch, and life in Hotchkiss behind, to move to Cortez.  I have been incredibly busy working full time, dashing home to irrigate, and sort of settle into the place I rented. In the process, I’ve fallen in love with being near my daughter and son-in-law, the area, and the people here.

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My Family Moving Cattle

The place I live has been a challenge. Ditches have not been maintained and I struggled to get water anywhere. But it is finally an emerald green oasis. And I love it. I come home to a little paradise of my animals, wildlife, great neighbors, and beautiful scenery.

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Little Rosita playing in the grass with Momma


This may sound crazy, but I love irrigating.  The feeling of accomplishment you get when you walk through a pasture and watch the grass grow every day is amazing. And to have these two with me to entire way is so fun!  It’s normal

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My Irrigation Buddies – Pepper the blind Heeler, and Baby, my barn cat!

for a dog to follow you up, around, over, and through the water, but a cat? Yes, a cat! He follows me the entire time and if I get too far ahead he starts meeeeooowwwing like crazy till I slow down and let him navigate his way to catch up!  He’s a hoot!

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Irrigating Cat In Grass

As you can see life has been getting better and better.


But three weeks ago the rug got jerked out from under me and my newly constructed little world came tumbling down around my ears.

Lark, my roommate, told me she is moving back to Delta County.  She has a glass art job and needs to be near her carving booth to complete it.

No roommate, no money to help pay the rent.  I fell into panic mode!  Big time!

I can handle the rent in the summer, but with winter looming near I know how much it takes to heat the house I’m living in and it scared me to death!  But rather than stop and pray, I ran and called. I call it “Go to the Thrown, Not the Phone”. It is my most important life lesson.

But did I do that?


I called everyone I could think of asking if they knew of a new place to rent, or if they knew of anyone that was looking for a roommate.  I found several places to move to, but none of them would allow horses. Several people knew people looking for roommates, but every one of them had found a place, “last night” or “last week”.

So what did I do?

Freaked out more.

I knew God provided this place.  He literally led me to it and dropped it in my lap. I knew He would lead me to a better one if that was what I was meant to do.  But with a Grand-baby coming in a month I couldn’t allow my personal drama to disrupt my daughter and son-in-law’s lives.  So I quietly tried to work out my housing situation.

But you know what?  I forgot the most important life lesson I’ve ever learned.  I forgot to stop and pray. Oh sure, I did the little rapid fire surface prayers. But not the fasting, hit your knees, and really seek God, kind of prayers.

From years of surviving what life throws at me I’ve learned this is one of the most important life lessons of all.  Stop and pray.  Hard. Deep prayers.  The kind that build trust. And patience. The kind where you heart hurts you are praying so hard.

Prayer that shows you realize how small, weak, and fragile you are.  The kind that makes God sit up and say, “Well, finally! Well done my child. Give that problem to me and let me work it out for you.”

Finally I remembered my most important life lesson. Fasting, while seeking God with all my heart. It’s a beautiful place to be.

And I know God’s listening . . . and working.

Would you share with me your own important life lessons? I need them right now!

Thank you and God Bless you!


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How To Find God On A Mountain

Find God?

God Morning! That’s the morning greeting in my house so I thought it was appropriate to say the same thing to you!

That greeting helps us to think of, and thank God before rushing out to our daily lives. It helps me find God first thing in the day, and keep Him in my thoughts the rest of the day.

Today I want to share with you how I  find God on a mountain, in a city, on a plane, anywhere. I hope you enjoy!

Sunday Spent in Heaven on Earth

Sunday is to be a day of rest.  But when you ranch, often that doesn’t happen. Livestock eat seven days a week. Crops don’t know it’s Sunday, so water has to be changed just like any day.

I record my favorite preachers for the times when Sunday has to be a ranch work day. Then I can still get a church fix.

This past Sunday was one of those days.  My daughter and son-in-love, Mika and Hardy, are moving the cattle to their high mountain pastures this week. So we headed to the mountain to help them get ready.

I’m always struck by the beauty of Colorado. I find God every time I go to the mountains. Or anywhere for that matter. Revealing in the breath taking beauty reminds me how great our God is. I truly believe I live in a little piece of Heaven on earth!

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Looking Into Heaven

The Narrow Road to Higher Ground

The road they push the cattle up to get them to higher ground is narrow, with many places where the cattle can simply step off the road and head out on their own and get totally lost.

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Riding drag on the little road to higher ground

So Sunday we had to string an electric fence wire along the open side of the road to help guide the cattle to the top of the mountain.  The wire is not hot, so it only serves as a guide to the cattle. They can still run over it and escape, turn back and run over the top of you, or head up the side of the mountain.

But that one tiny white cord helps keep a 1500 pound cow following the correct path to sweet, cool, summer grass.

That tiny white strand reminds me of God’s loving hand guiding us along our path of life. We can turn and escape, but He is still there with love and guidance. It’s our job to choose to stay on that path.

Finding Our Own Path

That narrow, winding mountain road reminds me of our road through life. The single strand of electric fence holding hundreds of 1500 pound cows pushing and shoving each other reminds me of us. We push and shove to get to the top.  But we have to stay on the path. We have to keep moving forward. We have to keep our eyes forward.

How many times do we walk through our day with our eye on the ground right in front of us, pushing and shoving our way, rather than picking our heads up and look around us at the beauty and splendor of our day. I don’t care where that day is spent, the simple fact we are here and breathing is a miracle. We need to pick our heads up and enjoy this trip around the sun. We may not have another.

We need to look up and find God wherever we are! Whatever we are doing. Take our eyes off the little narrow pathway and look up to enjoy our surrounds and find God in everyday activities.  He’s there whether you realize it or not. So why not include Him in your thoughts and enjoy your relationship with Him?

I hope you will look up and find God today and share the experience with me in the comments section below.

Thank you and God Bless you!


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Responsibility, I Let You Down


Have you ever had a come-upance? That’s where someone calls you on your “stuff” and you have to acknowledge they are right. Then you are faced with either dealing with your “stuff”, or ignoring it.

That happened to me today.

My daughter gave me a come-upance on my blogging during and following the move. Essentially, she said I had shirked my responsibility to be real with my readers during a very difficult time.

She was right.

I have.

I used the excuse of not having internet to not sit down and share what I was going through. Well, that ends right here. And I apologize. I will never leave you out of what is happening ever again. I have a responsibility to be open and honest if you are to ever really trust me.

Time To Tell The Truth

In reality I think I didn’t write because I was struggling so hard trying to keep it together. I couldn’t write. It would have been too painful. I would have actually had to look at my situation rather than just try to survive it.

I was a wreck.

I thought I covered it up pretty well, but I was drowning. I did in two weeks what should have taken me a month. Then every weekend I was driving back trying to finish in two days what should have taken two weeks. I would rush home, work myself literally to tears, and bloody fingers, then drive back to Cortez so I could be at work Monday morning all smiles, cool, calm, and collected. Trying to make a good impression and let them know the job was important to me.

But it was all a front. Inside I was falling totally apart. I didn’t want to seem weak. But in reality I have never been more afraid or weaker. I felt totally lost. Still do. I left every scrap of security I have fought my entire life for, threw it to the wind, jumped in my truck and drove away to live in a rented house, and work for total strangers, at a job I didn’t know if I could do.

Talk about losing your base. I had nothing. And frankly, there are still times where I feel like I will never have the wind back in my sails. And I swear I’m not feeling sorry for myself. I’m just being totally, utterly, honest.

Responsibility to Be Brutally Honest

After writing those previous words, now I know for certain the reason I couldn’t write this before. I’m crying like a baby as I write it, now.  I can only imagine what a wreck I would have been if I would have tried to write it while I was floundering so badly. As I look at it now all I see are “I’s” and I feel like I’m whining. I don’t whine, I don’t complain, I shoulder into whatever the situation is and go do what needs to be done.

Vulnerable isn’t in my vocabulary.

Weak isn’t either.

But in the past three months I’ve been both, many times. Most times.

Heck, I am right now.

I’m as vulnerable as I ever get. I’m spilling my guts to you. Writing my heartache on a sheet of white paper for your review, reflection, and comments. And frankly that terrifies me as well. I know I have to reestablish your trust in me. But I’m terrified I won’t be able to win you back.

If I have no readers, then I truly have nothing to say that really matters.

That is terrifying.

So there you have it.

I have no ideas or suggestions today. No witty words. No novel thoughts. I only have raw, open truth.

Responsibility to Rebuild

During this move I faced leaving behind family and friends that I have worked many years to build solid relationships with. Women of value and strength of character. And a small circle of men I could trust. That’s a very hard thing for a single woman to do. And now, I have left them all. And I’m out of my element here. Every time I turn around it seems I need help. How I hate being needy. That is not a characteristic I want. Ever.

I have lived my life being strong. Courageous. Independent. 

I feel bad for my daughter and son-in-law. I’m sure they feel I’m a burden. I don’t ever want to be a burden. To anyone. Ever. 

The funny thing is I’ve lived in other places, Texas, Oklahoma, eastern Colorado so moving is not the root of my issues. It is leaving the solid personal foundation I’ve build over my entire lifetime. Striving to be a better person, surrounded by people I loved, in a community that I cared very deeply about.

And now I’m a stranger. On the outside looking in.

That is such an empty feeling.

But like I always say, feelings are fleeting. Mine are no different than the next person’s. My feelings will change. I will be strong again. Someday.

I have no doubt God brought me here. That’s what I’ve clung to through all this. That, and my daughter, son-in-law, and coming Grandchild.

I Will Be Strong Again.

I am a survivor. I will make it through this. And it will happen before that baby arrives. I am determined to be putting roots in the ground again and getting my footing by then. Each day I feel myself growing a bit stronger.

Funny how walking back through all of this with you just now took me right back to my most vulnerable weaknesses. But in writing it, I had to face them. My weaknesses and vulnerabilities. And by doing that, now I see I really am going through this. I’m not stuck!  I’m moving through it and am already stronger.

Facing my fears has taken away their strength to control me.

Have any of you ever faced a time of weakness and vulnerability that you would like to share? It might do the same thing for you that it has for me. Looking at our fears takes their power away. Then we can address them rather than continue to run from them. 

If you want to share here, in the comments section, that would be great. If you prefer a more personal interaction, please feel free to email me at kristi@kristiross.com.  We can talk there if you prefer.

Thank you and God Bless you!

Thank you Mika. I love you!


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Stepping Into The Light of A New Beginning!

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