Articles from the 'Crying Wind' series


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  • Fear Not

    Crying Wind|Updated Jan 22, 2024

    The phrase "Fear not" appears in the Bible many times. It is strange that God has to remind us constantly not to be afraid. The Almighty God of the Universe loves us, and yet we are constantly afraid of a thousand things that might or might not happen. We need constant assurance that God loves us and is watching over us. When my children were small, I often held them on my lap and read the Bible to them. We lived on a farm in Oklahoma, and there were thunderstorms and tornadoe...

  • And a Very Merry Christmas to You!

    Crying Wind|Updated Dec 1, 2023

    The very word "Christmas" either brings a smile to our faces or stabs our hearts with a sword. It is both the best time and the worst time of the year. If we are fortunate enough to spend Christmas with family, friends, loved ones, then it is the happiest time of the year. If we are alone, it is the worst time of the year. My children live thousands of miles away. Sadly, most of my close friends have died. I was facing another Christmas alone. I spent last Christmas alone and...

  • Nobody Important

    Crying Wind|Updated Sep 15, 2023

    Life is so simple when you are a child. I remember when my three year old son thought his four year old brother knew everything in the world-after all, his brother was a year older and more experienced. "Adam and Eve were the first people," my four year old said. "And then Jesus was born, and then you and I were born." "Was anyone born between when Jesus was born and when we were born?" my three year old asked his brother. My four year old thought about it a second and then...

  • The Watermelon Gang

    Crying Wind|Updated Jul 14, 2023

    In the 1950s, I watched movies in which Roy Rogers chased outlaws who stole cattle and robbed banks. Of course, the bad guys were always caught and hanging their heads in shame as they were tied up and taken to jail. The good guys always won, and the bad guys always lost. I was always the "good little girl." I drank my milk, cleaned my plate, put my toys away and tried to obey all of the adults in my life. I was a shy, quiet, only child and always did as I was told. When I...

  • Steal, Lie and Cheat . . . But Wait! I Wasn't Finished . . .

    Crying Wind|Updated May 17, 2023

    I was at an engagement party for friends of a friend. I didn't know the couple and was caught by surprise when I was asked to make a toast. I lifted my glass of punch and said, "May you always steal, lie and cheat . . . " The bride-to-be slammed down her glass and rushed out of the room, followed by the groom-to- be. The mother-in-law to-be put down her glass and left the room. People stared at me. "I wasn't finished yet . . . " I explained. "The toast is supposed to be, may...

  • Always Ride the Elephant

    Crying Wind|Updated Mar 20, 2023

    When I was a teenager and had my first job, I lived in a motel that charged $1 a day. I had a mean boss and hated my job, and when I went home to my motel room, I was so afraid I'd push furniture in front of my door. I mostly lived on cereal or ketchup I'd pour into boiling water and pretend it was tomato soup. I got fired from my job and only had ten dollars in the world. I didn't know how I'd pay my rent or buy food. There was no one who would help me. While I was walking...

  • The Legend of Bear Killer and Broken Face

    Crying Wind|Updated Jan 27, 2023

    A young Kiowa brave stood quietly in the midst of blackberry bushes and waited for a giant elk to approach him. "Welcome, my brother," the brave, named Broken Face, reached out his hand and stroked the neck of the elk. "And how is Bear Killer on this fine day?" The elk snorted and shook his mighty antlers. When the elk had been young, he had been attacked by a bear. The bear had raked the elk's hide with his sharp claws, leaving scars that still showed after ten years. The str...

  • Christmas

    Crying Wind|Updated Nov 28, 2022

    Nothing brings up memories like Christmas. The good, the bad and the ugly-our favorite Christmas and our worst Christmas. People want to be happy at Christmas. They smile more and laugh more-even carols say, "Joy to the World" and "Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas." When my children were small, every Christmas was magically filled with love and laughter and gifts and toys and food and friends. We celebrated Thanksgiving by putting up our Christmas tree and decorating...

  • When The World Turns White

    Crying Wind|Updated Jun 23, 2022

    Una was a beautiful Cherokee girl. Her name meant "Remember," and she did remember the smallest details of not only her own life, but the details of those who lived in the green valley that had been the home of the Cherokee since the beginning of time. Una remembered all the battles and births and deaths. She remembered the best and the worst of times. She remembered everything. Una was smaller than the other girls her age, and she had beautiful hair that hung to her waist....

  • Be Careful What You Promise

    Crying Wind|Updated Jun 23, 2022

    My daughter, Storm, has an incredible memory. She can remember everything I ever did that was wrong. Recently she reminded me of an incident that happened when she was a teenager. It was late at night and I remembered I needed some cash for something I had to do the next morning. I didn't want to drive to the bank alone to use the ATM machine so asked my daughter to go with me. She was ready for bed, wearing pajamas with cows jumping over the moon printed on them and house...

  • Crying Wind

    Crying Wind|Updated Jun 7, 2021

    Silver Horns was a strong and mighty Elk. There was not another Elk in the high mountains that was even half his size. His antlers were huge. They were four feet high and had twelve points and were as thick as a young sapling. He was proud of his antlers and polished them on the trunks of trees until they shined like silver in the sunlight. Silver Horns had over a hundred cows in his herd, and with luck, they would all have calves just before summer and his herd would double i...

  • Forgive and Forget? You've Got to be Kidding!

    Crying Wind|Updated Mar 27, 2021

    When I was five years old, my twelve-year-old cousin, who was a bully and who teased and tormented me without mercy, pushed me into the river. I couldn't swim and would have drowned but a man who was fishing nearby saw what happened, jumped into the river and saved me. This left me with a life long fear of water. When I was eight-years-old, I was in a car with three uncles and two aunts. We were on a country road, and as we crossed an old wooden bridge, the bridge collapsed...