Embrace the Amish Lifestyle
“Be inventive in hospitality: Romans 12:13 A crisp Autumn breeze blew through the screen door as the sweet smell of cherries lingered in the air in Rosie’s small kitchen. Getting an early start to her day she’d been up before sunrise to be certain everything was in...
Handwoven Amish Made Natural Reed Baskets We do a lot of traveling, and I'll be the first to admit I'd much rather travel the backroads of Amish Country than the traffic-filled streets of big cities. You would think with all of our travelings I would learn to like...
Standing at the stove, stirring the rice she had simmering over a pot of boiling water, Mary Bricker wiped her cheek on her sleeve, pushing away a tear that slipped down her cheek. It had been three months since her husband of forty years slipped away from her in his sleep.
Among the marshlands filled with cranberries in central Wisconsin live over two hundred Amish families who call Monroe County home. A few weeks ago, we had the pleasure of taking a ride through the backroads of this Amish community.
Last week I had the joy of visiting an Amish community tucked deep in Eau Claire County, Wisconsin. About an hour southwest of Wausau is home to the town of Augusta. Known for its popular stores like Weaver’s Country Store and The Wood Shed, there’s not a shortage of winding country roads just waiting for you to explore.
Walking up the steps of Shetler’s Grocery, Teena was busy reading her list and didn’t notice that Ben Yoder had held the door open waiting for her to pass through. Without looking up from her list, she gave a short “denki” and proceeded to grab a hand basket to gather the things on her list.
Every summer we take a long grueling twenty-hour trip from South Carolina to Northern, Wisconsin, trading the smoldering heat for mosquitos as big as baby birds. The trade-off is worth it since we get to spend the summer loving on our two Wisconsin granddaughters.
“Just when the caterpillar thought the world was over, it became a butterfly.” Amish Proverb Barbara Miller stood at her kitchen window watching the Purple Martins flutter in and out of the houses her late husband had put up just two days before he passed.
I’ll be the first to admit that I can get so caught up in my troubles that I forget to have a thankful heart. I would say it’s only human to want to think our problems are always more important than anyone else’s.
No matter how hard I try, I can’t turn down Amish Cinnamon Rolls. It’s one of those guilty pleasures I allow myself to have every so often. Their yeasty centers smothered in gooey butter, sugar and cinnamon take me back to one of my favorite Amish bakeries.
What is it about Amish recipes? You read all the ingredients, and any resolution about healthy eating goes out the window. I know because that is what I do. Just imagining how my kitchen will smell is typically all it takes for me to try something new.
Hebrews 13:16 – And do not forget to do good and to share with others, for with such sacrifices God is pleased. The winter wind was whipping around Emma’s buggy as she pulled up close to the fence at her sister-in-law’s Dry Good Store.