Author: Lindsey Talbert
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Everyone who knows me knows I’m an extrovert. I make friends easily and very rarely do I come across someone I don’t want to talk to. I thrive off of conversation and people. I get my energy from others and love being active in the lives of those around me and in my community. One…
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I grew up as a farmer’s daughter, and I swore I’d never marry a farmer (or a firefighter, for that matter). But here I am, living proof that “never say never.” Funny how life works out. From stacking hay bales as Wally Johnson’s daughter to now raising a family on the farm, I’ve learned a…
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God’s perfect timing is something I often forget. Especially when I want something so badly, when I second-guess the things I’m doing, or when I ask, “Why hasn’t _______ happened yet?” It’s only afterwards that I can see there was a plan all along. There was a reason. And in the end, it worked out…
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This past week has been hard… for so many reasons. Hard because it’s been a week of questioning. A week of praying. A week of searching for peace and just wondering where in the world grace has gone. Not only was this week another anniversary of one of our nation’s greatest tragedies, a day that…
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Sometimes I stop and think about what I actually do in a day. At the core of it, my main goal is to keep VJ alive, happy, and occupied, hopefully making as little mess as possible, and to keep up with all the things I’ve taken on. That’s the simple version, but the truth is,…
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Three years ago, I had a simple idea: to take the little cow pasture beside my family’s small sporting goods store and transform it into something more. A space where people could gather, where small businesses could shine, and where our community could celebrate all it has to offer. I wanted to create a market…
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Every small town has that one house—the place where kids gather, laughter spills onto the porch, and memories are made that last a lifetime. For me, that house was my parents’. Growing up, our house was the place where everyone gathered. It didn’t matter if it was a Tuesday night after sports practice, a Friday…
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Before having VJ, I was the employee who never missed a work event—the one who didn’t mind late nights, weekends, or extra hours. Even with a supportive, family-oriented director, I felt like I constantly needed to go above and beyond. But when I found out I was pregnant—and especially after VJ was born—I knew the…
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If you’ve been reading here for a while, you’ve probably noticed that a lot of what I write about comes straight from church. Honestly, I’m just so thankful that my family and I finally found a church home that feels like home. Every Sunday I walk away with something…whether it’s encouragement to share God’s word,…
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Everyone warns you about the newborn stage—the sleepless nights, the teething battles, the endless ear infections, and of course, the infamous “terrible twos.” But nobody… nobody… tells you about three. Three is where the real plot twist happens. If you ask me about our daughter VJ, I’ll gladly tell you she’s an angel 90% of…
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