The above photos are courtesy of my big brother, Ken, who owns the Circle Bar P Ranch.

It’s calving season, meaning lots of babies are being born on the ranch. The one in the truck is being helped because he’s too young to keep up with the herd while moving them to a new pasture. The photo above that one is this same calf hidden by his momma. I asked my brother (since I am not up on this ranching thing) if they did that often. He said they do it every time. The momma will give birth and hide the calf until they are able to keep up with the herd, probably about a week or so.

That’s amazing to me. The momma knows how to take care of her baby to protect it from predators or elements or whatever (again, I know nothin’ ’bout ranchin’). She instinctively knows to hide her calf until it’s strong enough to be part of the herd. No one had to show her, teach her, instruct her. She just knows what to do!

When Ken told me this, my first thought was “How can anyone think this world with all it’s marvelous workings was an accident?” It’s so amazing that God thought of EVERYTHING regarding the creation of this universe right down to creating the protective instinct in a momma cow so her baby would survive.

Like I said, I don’t know nothin’ ’bout ranching or cows or calves but one thing I do know is that this earth and all within it was created by a loving, thoughtful, powerful being. It.Was.Not. an accident. He created all of the earth, all of the cows, all of us on purpose. By design.

Job 37:14 Says to stop or pause or stand still and consider the wondrous works of God. (NASB; The Amplified Bible; The Voice). I know I need to do this more often. Stop and just think of all God’s wonderful works. How about you? Are you willing to stop – pause – be still – and marvel at God’s creation?


Let us pause and ponder
The wondrous works of God
The stars & moon & heavenlies
And this amazing earth we trod.

Let us pause and ponder
The stars, the sun, the moon
How they order bright new mornings
Or cozy, snowy afternoons.

Let us pause and ponder
The beauty we all can see
The flowers that explode in color
And the tiny and giant trees.

Let us pause and ponder
The creatures He has made
The birds that fly, the bees that buzz
And the cattle that lie in the shade.

Let us pause and ponder
The creatures of the sea
The whales, the fish, the lobsters
And the ones too tiny to see.

Let us pause and ponder
How He waters all the earth
How it carries with it life
And in due season brings new birth.

Let us pause and ponder
The intricate designs
That make living on earth possible
And that includes all mankind.

Let us pause and ponder
These amazing bodies He has wrought
How each part works together
How it required intelligent thought.

Let us pause and ponder
This breath of life within
How He uses it to guide us
Back into communion with Him.

Let us pause and ponder
This unending love He gave
How He sent His Only Son
So, all of us He could save.

Let us pause and ponder
This didn’t happen by mere chance
That God in His infinite wisdom
Planned everything in advance.

Let us pause and ponder
Our response to all these things
How it should bring forth gratefulness
How His praises we should sing.

Let us pause and ponder
This amazing world in which we live
Can’t even begin to compare
With the one He’s waiting to give.

Won’t you pause and ponder
The love God has for you
How Jesus shed His blood
So, you can enjoy heaven, too?

Artis Hayes – 4/26/18


It’s Fall, Y’all!

Throwback Thursday: This was a little piece I wrote several years ago as part of a writing workshop I did.  Thought I’d pull it out again and share it.  Hope you enjoy!

The air is chilled and filled with the smell of a wood burning fireplace. The street is lined with such an array of color it’s as though you have stepped onto an artist’s pallet and are surrounded by hues of orange, red, and yellow.  The colors glisten in the sunlight as if each leaf was sprinkled with gold dust.  It’s fall and the world seems beautiful.  There’s an umbrella of serenity hovering over the neighborhood.

As I walk down the street I have an overwhelming sense of awe and wonder. It was only yesterday, it seems, when the sweltering heat kept the neighborhood quiet – keeping everyone inside – in the air conditioning.  But today the serenity is not from the quiet street.  It’s from the briskness of the air.  The color of the trees; the playfulness of the children; the friendships of the neighbors.  The scene is reminiscent of childhood memories.  Running from one yard to another.  “Tag, you’re it!” Screams of delight follow with bursts of energy surging through the running children.

What is it about the changing of the seasons that strikes such chords within us? The seasons remind us we are alive.  The change awakens our senses causing our eyes to open and gaze on the newness and freshness of another day. Our ears become aware of laughter and playfulness.  And the scent of fireplaces and the feel of cool air exhilarate our consciousness to the point that even the harshest critic can’t control the necessity to smile.

New thought:

What a beautiful reminder, through the changing of the seasons, that our hearts and spirits can be renewed as well. As we become aware again of the beauty of God’s handiwork; the kindness of our fellow man; being together with family, we know and experience renewal and re-creation.  We are encouraged and exhilarated by His spirit within us that life is good.  God is good. We are loved by Him, the creator of all things.  And we can, by merely opening our eyes, our ears, our hearts be renewed and strengthened.

It’s fall, y’all and God is good!

autumn daylight fall fog
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The inaugural post of my author website!!

My hopes and dreams are beginning to take shape and it’s exciting, intimidating, fun, frustrating all rolled into one wonderful adventure.

My current WIP is a book featuring my Grandmother-in-law.  She was widowed at age 32, expecting her fifth child.  Single parenting is daunting in the best of circumstances but hers was far from ideal.  Options for making a living were slim during the 1940’s and add to that the fact that it was wartime.

But Grandmother raised her five children to be some of the most godly, joyful, gracious people you could ever hope to meet.  And she did it during WWII when times were tough and that’s putting it mildly.

Not only did her children turn out to be well rounded individuals, she herself, was joyful, grateful, generous and loved people.  She could have easily become bitter and blame God for her difficult life but that was not the case.

We all could learn some lessons from her life – a life lived on The Rock.

Stay tuned….