Autumn is Coming to The Burg

I must have several posts swimming around in my mind that I could write about…..

BUT, it is autumn and my most favorite time of year.  Therefore, I daydream way too much and enjoy more drives around our lovely town.

So here you go.  We found this unpaved road just out of town and went exploring today.


cate b

More Sunflowers

I posted the other day Field of Dreams.  I loved seeing the sunflowers so much that I packed up a lunch and diapers and potty chair and husband and took our grand daughters to see them.

The pictures say it all.


cate b

No Boxes Please

How many boxes do we tend to put people in?  You know what I’m talking about…….

They dress this way therefore they are……..

They talk this way, they must be………

They are homeless or over weight or have mud on their jeans.  Therefore………

We all do it.  How many boxes do you have for God?  We all do that also.  God is this way and that way and all the things we can come up with that fits our own theology.  This scripture says this and this one says that and it’s as plain and black and white as can be…….. I had God in all kinds of boxes.  Boxes that I made and boxes that others made for me and stuffed me in them with their God.

He held me and He talked to me and told me who I was when I was created.  He told me when I was ready to listen.  Slowly I took Him out of the boxes and crushed them and tossed them to the curb.  I took myself out of those boxes even slower and crushed them and threw them to the curb.

Everyday is an adventure and a new day.  Everyday those boxes try to make their way back into my life…… pretty ones that tempt me into using them.  NO!  No More Boxes!

Today, after we picked up our grand girls, we stopped by a park that had a butterfly garden.  Or so I thought.  It was a conservation area – a small prairie.  we walked around the garden and read the names of various plants and then we saw a trail in the tall prairie grass.  No stopping me…….

Hubby, myself and a four year old and an almost two year old (both girls in dresses) started walking on the trail.  Long prairie grass slapped us in the face, in our mouths, on our legs.  Bees were buzzing and grasshoppers hopping.  I was in my element.  Two in our group were not.  One complained and got stuck by a tiny thorn.  One kept saying we were lost.  But two of us were smiling and looking and enjoying ourselves to the max.

Can you guess which two had the most fun? Ready?  I was one and the almost two year old was the other.

At the end of our walk, back in the garden, we saw a monarch butterfly.  They girls were fascinated by it.  I leaned over and put out my hand and he walked right onto it.  That blew their minds.  The littlest one wanted to hold it so bad but I new to put him back to safety.  Next year.

My husband and I were discussing this walk on the way home.  We believe that God is right there involved in our conversations – no boxes here – my husband wanted to be prepared for the walk.  I can get that in some ways.  But I talked about being spontaneous or flexible.  We should be spontaneous in our walk with God.  We think He is spontaneous but He sees the whole picture from beginning to end.  He has a birds eye view, so to speak.  We just need to trust Him.  He knew we weren’t lost and He knew we weren’t going to get attacked by jungle thorns or whatever.

Spontaneity and flexibility must come out of our boxes.  If we want to trust God with our lives and have that fantastic relationship with Him with no holds barred then that is one box we need to empty and crush and toss to the curb for pick up.

I challenge you to look at the boxes you have made for yourself and God and others.  It’s a constant journey.  But can be fulfilled and awesome —— if we allow ;)

I foolishly left my camera home but here is an image of prairie flowers:



cate b

Please Forgive Him!


Here is a much needed word from a fellow blogger – all of us have felt some of this and these words of comfort and instruction are necessary for a full life…… cate b

Originally posted on The Postmodern Mystic:

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“How could he DO that! It’s not fair! It’s not right! This just hurts too much! How can he say he loves me, when this has hurt so much?!”

Have you ever felt this way, Gentle Reader?

We look at these words and we see a hurting heart. Hearts break when we feel betrayed, when we expect to be treated one way, when we expect one thing to happen, and something entirely different… hurtful… painful… traumatic… happens instead.

Looking at this so far, we think of the times people, loved ones, friends, family, lovers, have disappointed us. Trauma… whether physical, mental, or emotional… can rupture relationships. Love is impaired in a ruptured relationship. When trust is undermined, there may still be love, but the flow… the expression… the freedom of that love is slowed. Sometimes, it can even…

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Field of Dreams

Yesterday my husband and I took a drive – we do that a lot.  I just love getting into the surrounding countryside to see what I can see.  I know I’m not the best photographer and my camera needs an upgrade, but I just love trying to capture what I see.

the drive started out with lovely cotton ball clouds
the drive started out with lovely cotton ball clouds
more cotton ball clouds
more cotton ball clouds

It has been a desire of mine to see a sunflower field.  We tried, a month ago on a trip to Kansas, to find one.  After all, the sunflower is the state flower of Kansas.  But yesterday we went off into the countryside looking for a Missouri State Conservation Area that I came across on Google that shared our last name – Bryson.

We were only about thirty minutes from home and couldn’t find the area.  My husband wanted to turn back but I wanted to go a little further. I love going the extra mile – the adventure of the unknown.

As we turned the bend in the road we spotted a large field full of yellow.  Do I dare to hope?  As we got closer this is what we saw:

field of yellow
field of yellow


We were thrilled beyond words!  I wanted to go a little further and then turn around and go back and get out of the Jeep to get closer pictures…… But there was a side road up ahead (not paved) that ran along the side of the field.  There was another car there already taking pictures.  We pulled over and here is what I captured:

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Isn’t it amazing??  We were so blessed.  It got better – thanks to my adventure spirit – we kept going on the gravely dirt road.  The unknown.  And guess what?  We found our Conservation Field:

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Made our day!


cate b :D

Around The Burg – Again…….

As I have posted before, The Burg is a small town in the mid-west.  It happens to be the county seat.  One of the treasures in this area are the other towns surrounding us.  Some are in the same county and some are not.  But most are only between eight and 30 miles away.

I went to Leeton, MO a week ago and went back the other day with my camera.  Leeton is quite small with a population of a little over five hundred people.  The buildings from down town are awesome, but sadly, vacant or used as housing, I think.  I always feel sad when small town America is no more.

I’ll let the images talk.  Please know that the last photos are something I do not understand totally or agree with.  I’m sure (hopeful) that the resident is not totally aware of how this affects others.  Especially when you read some history of the town and how the founder served in the Union Army for several years.  Also, given the recent occurrences of racial tension in our nation (or should I say ongoing?) I can’t help but think this is a problem……

Enough of that.  Enjoy the photos.  I love this area of our country.

cate b