Welcome to The Biblical Homestead
Welcome to The Biblical Homestead — a place where slow living, honest work, and heartfelt faith all have a seat at the table. This is the journal of our life, cherishing memories of youth and embracing the blessings of age, as we seek the quiet ways that bring us closer to God and one another.
A Quiet Corner for Women Like Me
This quiet corner of the internet is meant for women like me—women who’ve lived long enough to know that faith is not flashy, homemaking is honorable, and aging isn’t something to resist—it’s something to receive.
What You’ll Find Here
Here you’ll find reflections written from my kitchen chair, recipes passed down or patched together, and stories seasoned by time. Whether you’re looking for old-fashioned food, faith-filled encouragement, or a sense of rooted peace, you’ll find a little of each below.
Explore the Homestead
Use the sections below to explore — from The Homestead Table to our reader-shared stories. Pour a cup of something warm, and stay awhile.
The Homestead Table
Pull up a chair and join us at The Homestead Table, where meals are made from scratch, stories are shared, and the rhythm of the seasons guides what’s simmering on the stove. From old-fashioned recipes to pantry simplicity, this is food with soul.
Homestead Living
Practical wisdom for aging hands and hopeful hearts—adapting chores, preserving energy, and honoring your pace. You’re never too old to homestead, and this space is for those in their seasoned years still tending to life with love.
The Intentional Peasant
This is the journal of my life — letters from the kitchen, porch-side musings, and thoughts at daybreak. It’s my way of recording the daily grace I find in goat hooves, garden dirt, and the whispers of the Holy Spirit in the quiet corners of my day.
From Our Gentle Readers
Stories, reflections, and encouragement shared by our beautiful community. These are your voices—gathered, honored, and passed around the homestead table. Every letter is a reminder that we are not alone in this walk.
You’ll find some of our most recent posts below. For additional posts, be sure to browse through our Main Menu Option at the top of this page.
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🌾 Living on a Little: When Faith Is the Richest Thing You Own
Living on a Little: What Laura Ingalls and Life Taught Me About Faith and Frugality Senior Homesteading | The Biblical Homestead “We are living on a little, and enjoying it.”— Laura Ingalls Wilder, “Living on a Little,” Missouri Ruralist, 1921 There’s something about Laura’s words …
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Old-Fashioned Sweet Bread: A Slice of Memory and Butter
From the Homestead Table Category: Old-Fashioned Favorites There are days in the kitchen when the scent of something baking pulls more than just your appetite to attention — it pulls your memory. This morning, as I slid a pan of old-fashioned sweet bread into the …
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When Wisdom Sat Next Door | The Biblical Homestead
When Wisdom Sat Next Door Sometimes while I’m standing at my kitchen sink, mechanically washing my dishes, my hands soaking in the warmth of the wash water, my thoughts drift back to the 1970s — not to my own life exactly, but to the people …
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A Jiffy Mix Cornbread Hack from the Homestead Table: Breakfast for Old Souls, Memories, and a Slice of Simple Living
Cornbread for Cereal – and Other Forgotten Mornings Some mornings at the homestead are nothing short of a time slip. Today, for instance, my youngest padded in from the barn with hay on his sleeves and a grin on his face, asking, “Did you save …
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The Year We Canned Hope
🌿 From Our Gentle Readers: The Year We Canned Hope By Florence M., Ohio Dear Friends, I’ve lived long enough to know that some years leave a deeper mark on the soul than others. For me, that year was 1958—the year I turned thirteen, the …
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🌸 Spring on the Homestead: Surprises, Snowmelt, and New Life
There’s a certain rhythm to spring on the homestead.It doesn’t arrive all at once.Not here. Not where the winters hold on a little longer, and the ground takes its sweet time waking up. We still have a few mounds of snow lingering in the shadows …