Well Celebrated

“An old school friend texted me today and wished us a lifelong happiness” Ben announced

“I thought maybe we’d spend part of a month with your wedding, but I was wrong, it’s over a month and still going strong” Jul added

“Cause it’s the wedding that never endsssss” Em’s music joined the comments

And it’s true- we are so blessed and affirmed and just amazed on every corner.

The mailbox houses cards and gifts (I’m so thankful that our chewing maniac of a lab has somehow missed chewing on those deliveries 😅)

I’m also shocked at how many people congratulate and bless us when we meet up. In fact we went to a viewing and the family of the bereaved were so busy extending love and congratulations to us that by the time we made it thru the line, we weren’t sure if the proper thing to say was “I’m sorry for your loss” or “congratulations.” For sure living 97 years with vigor and passing away suddenly is a victory-but congrats doesn’t seem quite appropriate 🙈

Anyhow- when I think about the kindnesses shown to us/me recently, I’m a little overwhelmed and so so grateful. Community is such a blessing.

We hosted a little larger “wedding celebration” the end of March to include a few more of the people who impacted our life. And *sigh* still had people on the invite list when the building was full 🥺

My parents were married at this exact spot in ‘83

Em called this “Wedding 2.0” It was such a fun relaxed evening and although I hated the extra work for our families, the evening was super special

We forgot to get a pic of both Ben and I, but here I am preparing to rush thru the food line 😂

The ladies from church hosted a shower/pantry supply party for us and I’m optimistic that Ben and I will be able to survive in our little house in the Glen. So many generous gifts

And then my sweet friend Rachel hosted a housewarming with more friends and the most beautiful delicious food. Y’all ❤️ my cup runneth over. 😭

So thank you again to all of you who’ve loved us in some form or another over this exciting step.

We are most grateful and blessed,

Kendra for the Rohrers

Bonus Pics:

I’ve been forgetting to update the Showalter news on here 🤩

Our farm has the happiest bunch of spring peepers you’ve ever heard. I’m beyond excited to have actually caught one. What I didn’t realize until living here is that they obviously are temperature sensitive. If it’s too warm or too cold, they are silent, but at the right “spring like” temps, they make our hollow ring

I’m almost done with all the wedding references (I think) but I’m thrilled that some of the pussy willow shoots from our wedding bouquets actually took root! The idea of a visual reminder of the promises we made, has me all 🥰🤩 Now if we can just keep the deer/lab/lawnmower for inhaling them 😬 🤔

And lastly photo proof: I’m happy to report that we have enough boxes unpacked (and thanks to the generous showers, plenty of supplies) We are able to host! Drop by if you get the chance 🙂

Rohrer Ranch Report: Settling In

To our friends scattered to and fro,

Hello from the Rohrer Ranch! Life is settling into a routine. I think.

We enjoyed our honeymoon in Cancun immensely . Our resort was beautiful, the food exotic, the weather warm…

We experienced a 5 course “Romantic Dinner on the beach” and it did not disappoint. Probably the most exotic meal of my life. Delicious.

And after several days for extensive Rest and Relaxation, we traded this view:

For this:

We arrived home to a balmy 18° snow covered Valley 🥶 And it didn’t take long for us to realize that vacation was over.

We welcomed 40,000 chicks shortly after arriving home and successfully survived the flu. 😅 Ah, Life.

My sisters pranked our house while we were in Mexico. Julia purchased an extended family’s worth of plastic babies for a baby shower years ago and we discovered they were hidden all over the house.

They left a note with the rules stating that we had “until next Saturday at 8 pm to find all 58 babies. If you succeed, we’ll take you out for supper, if you fail, you’re buying”

Challenge accepted.

We found them everywhere. Inside the opposite door of Bens toy Fendt that lives on the top shelf of his desk. In the CD player that rarely gets used, inside our wedding shoes. 😅

We hunted and hunted and realized that they were playing to win.

But I’m happy to report that the Rohrers completed the challenge with hours to spare. My sisters are sure that we cheated 🤷🏻‍♀️ but Fair is Fair 😂❤️

Anyhow unless we cash our free meal in this morn, I need to have breakfast ready for my farmer. I’d better be focused on something other than blogging. 😂

May you see an extra measure of God’s goodness in your life today.



‘Til Death Do Us Part

“I, Kendra Dawn Horst take you Benjamin Earl Rohrer to be my lawful wedded husband…” I savored the words slowly as I said them aloud.

We chose to write our own wedding vows because we wanted to be specific with what we committed to.

So there we stood in front of church doing an awkward shuffle of vow books and hand held mikes committing our hearts to cling to each other and follow the Lord no matter what.

Our wedding day was beautiful. Ryder Photography did an excellent job at capturing it for us

I’m sure every couple feels the same way- but God’s Hand was visible over and over.

March 5 was windy but almost 70°. One week later it was 18° and snowing 🥶 thank you Jesus ❤️

Side note- the gold ribbon came from Aunt Thelma’s sewing supplies ❤️

Family is such a blessing ❤️

So many emotions all day… one minute would be laughter, and the next tears.

Heavenly Father, at this altar
On this special wedding day
May we ever, love each other
As you lead us on our way

Mr and Mrs Benjamin Rohrer

And then came the good part 😂 the fooooood

My cousins did an incredible job with the charcuterie boards on the tables ❤️ Em smoked cream cheese (which I found after searching no less than 5 grocery stores 😅) The pickled okra from Florida was probably the most unique thing on the menu- if you get a chance try it sometime 👌🏼

Charcuterie board thief 😂

Ben’s Dad grilled the meat and it was amazing. Aaaaand I could taste it!! Thanks to those of you who prayed that my taste would return (thanks covid 🙄)

It takes a village, they say… and this day wouldn’t have been possible without our families and my aunts SLAVING away❤️ we appreciate it so ❤️❤️❤️

What a magical day.

The significance of the fact that our pastor unknowingly used the same part of Romans to commission our home that we chose on our newspaper/program was not lost on me.

Love must be sincere. Hate what is evil; cling to what is good. Be devoted to one another in love.Honor one another above yourselves. Never be lacking in zeal, but keep your spiritual fervor, serving the Lord. Be joyful in hope, patient in affliction, faithful in prayer Romans 12:9-12

Thanking God for this incredible gift ❤️

KH no more, I’m Kendra Rohrer

News Flash! 👰🏻🤵🏻⛪️❤️

SINGERS GLEN- A local couple has been keeping a secret. The signs have been fairly obvious that things are getting pretty serious with the Glen Oaks Farmer and his neighbor. But no formal announcements were made.

“Honestly, we thought about eloping, said Ben Rohrer “But we really wanted a special service with our family.” So the couple came up with the idea to skip all of the preamble and just head for a local church.

“I love a secret” admitted Kendra Horst “I’m terrible at keeping them typically, but everyone has done amazingly well.”

The couple grew up in the same community and probably got to be friends when Mr Rohrer helped excavate for a new building on the Horst home farm in ‘07, but it’s hard to remember that for sure.

“Father quoted Ben for years. Apparently the first time Ben came back the lane, he climbed off the tractor said ‘Man! This is wayyyy back in the sticks’.” Kendra says with a laugh.

Later found them working together in the custom harvest world. But then something changed several years ago.

“It was God, without Him and His incredible leading, we wouldn’t be here today.” Ben often says.

“Thank you, Jesus.” adds his fiance
Rohrer showed up at a family dinner with dozen red roses the end of December and got down on one knee and asked a very important question.
And talkative Kendra was speechless for only a brief moment.

“Today is honestly a dream. We’re excited to host a celebration reception with our extended family and friends later on, but today it’s just us and a few others. Our families are so supportive and we are so blessed.”

Thank you Jesus!

More pics and info later- but for now my husband and I are off on a little get away 🏝


The New Mr and Mrs Rohrer

When the Virus points me to Scripture

Well, it finally happened. I know I’m rather late to the party, but I’ve finally joined the ranks: Quarantined at home with “the Virus.”

What makes this especially unique and obviously the hand of the Lord- my parents left for Florida several days prior to my succumbing to the noteworthy illness.

Although I’d tell you how terrifically sick I’ve been- it honestly hasn’t been too bad. The biggest twist in plot is the before mentioned fact that my angel nurse is happily thrift shopping away in the sunny south. (There’s a reason I haven’t moved away from home . I’ve been spoiled by her for more years than typical. Haha)

Anyhow so I’m rattling thru our quiet house with an occasional visit from the Ben Friend who is doing his best to brave the bugs and keep me hydrated and fed- bring on the Gatorade and the canned veggie soup from Food Lion. (My sisters are all doing great at checking in on me- I’m just so happy that no one else is exposed.)

Jul sent a meal too. The doorbell rang and as I opened the door, a silent figure was beating a hasty retreat to his vehicle and a neat package was sitting on the doorstep. And suddenly I had a new appreciation for how Elijah felt when the ravens delivered his meals.

And so today, I’m searching for ways that this Virus has brought scripture alive to me. Here are just a few ways:

1 Kings 17:2 Then the word of the Lord came to Elijah: 3 “Leave here, turn eastward and hide in the Kerith Ravine, east of the Jordan. 4 You will drink from the brook, and I have directed the ravens to supply you with food there.”
5 So he did what the Lord had told him. He went to the Kerith Ravine, east of the Jordan, and stayed there. 6 The ravens brought him bread and meat in the morning and bread and meat in the evening, and he drank from the brook.

I know- everyone talks about the loss of taste and smell- but I’m struggling over here:

Ps 34:8 Oh, taste and see that the Lord is good! Blessed is the man who takes refuge in him!

Ps 119:103 How sweet are your words to my taste, sweeter than honey to my mouth!

Ps 115:6 They have ears, but do not hear; noses, but do not smell.

And about this quarantine business:

Ecclesiastes 4:9 Two are better than one, because they have a good return for their labor.

John 14:16 I will ask the Father, and he will give you another helper who will be with you forever.

Isaiah 41:10 Don’t be afraid, because I’m with you; don’t be anxious, because I am your God. I keep on strengthening you; I’m truly helping you. I’m surely upholding you with my victorious right hand.

But thru it all- what an incredible Great Physician we have:

Ps 103:1-5 Bless the LORD, O my soul: and all that is within me, bless his holy name. Bless the LORD, O my soul, and forget not all his benefits: Who forgiveth all thine iniquities; who healeth all thy diseases; Who redeemeth thy life from destruction; who crowneth thee with lovingkindness and tender mercies; Who satisfieth thy mouth with good things; so that thy youth is renewed like the eagle’s.

Praise Him,


Bonus Pics:

We had the most gorgeous snow mid Feb. The temp dropped and everything froze to the trees and the world was an enchanted kingdom. I’m a summer fan 100% but it seems like Gods Master Artist qualities are almost more visible in the winter.

Let it Go

Things have been pretty quiet on here.

January sailed past in a whirlwind of snowstorms and 1099s. I told my family that I thought I looked visibly younger after the last of the books headed to the tax man. Quickbooks makes tax season easier but somehow I always feel super stressed until my dads books (and mine too although they aren’t nearly as complex) are filed.

The twins continue to keep us in stitches. I’ve upgraded to “Aunt Kennnnnnnnn” and I’m pretty sure I’d give them up to half the kingdom if they’d ask for it. It is incredible how their vocabulary is increasing.

Alexander’s phone calls/videos are absolutely precious. He’s really nailing a variety of animal noises. He calls me “DaDa” tho and will not be receiving half of the kingdom on that premises jk😂 Can’t wait to see him again!

First beach siting- thankfully it warmed up after this

Most of the way through January, Em and I saw a slight break in schedule so we dove for it and ended up on Siesta Keys Beach in Florida. It was delicious and very needed.

We stayed in a friends home near Pinecraft and got to experience the joys of Birky Sq, Pinecraft Park, etc. I don’t know where I’ve been- but I honestly had never hung out in Sarasota. I definitely need to remedy this.

Will not admit how many Whoopie Pies we purchased… “It’s for a good cause” 😝😂

Em grilled a mid afternoon snack for us the one day- incredible.

Possibly the most unique experience of the entire trip happened out on the beach:

A bearded man with a bike, bike trailer and a yellow handled shovel was out on the beach working for hours to build “Let it Go” chairs. Judging from the carefully hand written signs he had around, he was obviously pretty committed to the assignment.

But he was happily rushing around encouraging everyone to try out his chairs. “One guy sat here for 2 hours” he said.

I was amazed. “I love you” was written all over place in the sand and one sign read “I love you if no one else does SMILE”

Usually I think of the beach as a happy place. Especially the Florida beach mid winter. But the truth is- we all hurt. We all feel alone. We all need to be reminded that someone cares.

Whether this finds you on the coast carrying something you need to let go, or trying to dig your way thru tax and snow season; I’d like to join my enthusiastic friend on this one.

In a peace and love sort of way, he reminded me of Jesus: Calling all of us to rest, to lay our burdens down, and to trust in His provision for our future. And even though we have no record of Jesus writing “I love you” in the sand- His Heart spoke loud and clear.

In the season of Love, I hope God opens my eyes/gives me the courage to shout out declarations of love to the down and out.

I love you. God loves you. Let it go.


The Parable of the 5 Wise and 5 Foolish Snow Enthusiasts

With Credits to Matthew 25:1 “At that time the kingdom of heaven will be like ten snow enthusiasts who went out to meet the impending snow storm 2 Five of them were foolish and five were wise. 3 The foolish ones took their doughnut recipes but did not take any oil or ingredients with them. 4 The wise ones, however, took oil in jars along with their recipes and plenty of ingredients. 5 The snowstorm was a long time in coming, and they all became drowsy and fell asleep.
6 “At midday the cry rang out: ‘Here’s the storm! Come out to meet it!’
7 “Then all the enthusiasts woke up and pulled out their recipes . 8 The foolish ones said to the wise, ‘Give us some of your oil; and ingredients so we can try our recipes .’
9 “‘No,’ they replied, ‘there may not be enough for both us and you. Instead, go to those who sell and buy some for yourselves.’
10 “But while they were on their way to buy the oil, the storm arrived. The enthusiasts who were ready had plenty of doughnuts for them and their neighbors ..
11 “Later the others came sliding in to the grocery store. They said, ‘Open the door for us!’
12 “But the sign on the door replied, ‘closed for inclement weather.’ And the weary janitor that finally came to the door replied ”Truly I tell you, I don’t know you.’
13 “Therefore keep watch, because you do not know the day or the hour.

December Daze

To our friends scattered to and fro,

December has passed in a daze. It’s crazy how the tragedy in my dad’s family took the air from our sails. I have never had such a lethargic Christmas.

Uncle and Auntie’s funeral was very nice. We sang the same song that we’d sung for my grandparents funeral- Granddaddy’s in ‘04, Grandmother’s in ‘13. Because of the number of prayers on our behalf, we held it together until the end. Video of this song is Here. Thanks Sherm


Thinking back over December- there are a few things that I was working on posting, but suddenly everything switched gears and fell off the wagon. But because I refer to my “on line journal” from time to time- I wanted to still mention them.

1. Deborah and Nate

We enjoyed an incredible 10 day visit from our southern family. It was an amazing whirlwind.

We Care Thrift Stores received an estates collection of books. Over 1,000 books, so Nate and Deb boxed them up and set up a pop up book shop in the basement of Country Oasis Airbnb.

It ended up being a perfect opportunity for them to cross paths with friends they hadn’t seen in awhile, while promoting some new reading material and supporting a good cause!

Another highlight of December- remember my famous Amazon purchase? The Bargain Blades?

2. Funky’s Skatetown

Em got the big idea to surprise me for my birthday and rented the local rollerblade rink and invite a bunch of my friends.

I had a blast. Especially when the twins refused to ride in the wheelchair alone and requested that “Kennnnn” sit with them. No idea why Em kept muttering about this arrangement 😝

Definitely one of the books. Thanks to everyone who dusted off their rollerblades for the occasion!

It was extra special that Deb, Nate and Zanderman were around for the festivities ❤️

3. And lastly, in honor of turning 2, the Aunts invited the twins to the cabin for a sleepover.

No tears were shed and some sleep was had by all- what more can you wish for? 🥰

We all thought our breakfast guests were pretty cool too ❤️ Good times.

And thus brings us to 2022 with a trip to Lancaster which included a tour of the possibly the largest private collection of mounted big game animals around 😅

It was truly incredible. I had to tell the owner my dad’s favorite mounted animal joke:

“A man was sitting in his game room, surrounded by mounts, wearing his lucky safari hat, regaling guests with stories of his hunts, when his stories where interrupted by his wife hollering from the kitchen

“Honey, the zoo just called and they had another animal die and they wondered if you want it?!”


And now I’m off in this balmy 1° morning to check in with my favorite chicken farmer

Excited to see how God will provide for all of us in 2022.

Let’s make this year count,


I Can Only Imagine

Fried Oreos are a must this week.

I don’t remember the first time Aunt Thelma wowed us with them, but it became her special treat.

Really you should try them-pancake batter and Oreos fried in oil, dusted with 10x sugar. Zero calories, of course.

Aunt Thelma Fried Oreo Queen, 2015

Auntie even went so far as to drag her deep fryer all the way to the Outer Banks to humor her nieces.

The twins turn 2 on Saturday, so we stuck a candle in 2 of them, and Alexander looked on with awe as we sang lustily.

Honestly I’m struggling to fathom that Aunt Thelma and Uncle Duane were both taken from injures from the crash last week.

Because my dad isn’t on Facebook, I’m the family representative on his sisters chat. I went back through the thread watching the conversation bat back and forth. Mostly it’s me silently trying to figure out who they are talking about and trying to remember to report back to my dad. But this comment 6 weeks ago:

“I can only imagine
What it will be like
When I walk by Your side
I can only imagine
What my eyes would see
When Your face is before me
I can only imagine
Surrounded by Your glory
What will my heart feel?
Will I dance for You Jesus
Or in awe of You be still?
Will I stand in Your presence
Or to my knees, will I fall?
Will I sing hallelujah?
Will I be able to speak at all?
I can only imagine…”

Same, my sweet auntie. Same.

I love you,


Bonus Pics:

We loved having Nate, Deb, and Alexander here for a very busy week. Alexander brought us big news.

The last time I stopped at Uncle Duanes, Aunt Thelma pulled out her baby sweater stash that she’d crocheted 1000 mi/hour.

“Kendra” she said “would your friends wear these on their babies? I’m to the stage I need to be clearing out stuff and getting rid of it so my sons won’t have to after I’m gone” ❤️

Excited to send a pink and a blue set to Alabama. Now on pins and needles which one will get used ❤️

… And Take Us to Heaven to Live With Thee There 🙏🏼❤️

Once upon a time there was a girl who heard an announcement at church about an up coming Christmas play.

She innocently mentioned it to her boyfriend and he (being the encourager that he is) went so far as to initiate a chance to talk to one of the directors about it.

And before either of them could say “Mary did you know” they were offered the parts of Mary and Joseph.

After a lot of back and forth here are Mary and Joseph on the final night:

I thoroughly enjoyed looking at Mary’s life through Scripture. What a heartbreaking yet hope filled journey she had.

Probably the most endearing part of the play was the manger scene where the sheep kept everyone on edge as to what capers they’d pull next.

📸 credit: Eddie S.

And thru that entire scene, we sang:

Away in a manger, no crib for a bed,
The little Lord Jesus laid down his sweet head.
The stars in the bright sky looked down where he lay,
The little Lord Jesus asleep in the hay.

The cattle are lowing, the baby awakes,
But little Lord Jesus no crying he makes.
I love Thee, Lord Jesus, look down from the sky
And stay by my cradle ’til morning is nigh.

Be near me, Lord Jesus, I ask Thee to stay
Close by me forever, and love me, I pray.
Bless all the dear children in thy tender care,
And take us to heaven, to live with Thee there.

I’ve sang that song 100s of times without stopping to think about the words “ bless all the dear child in thy tender care, and take us to heaven to live with Thee there.”

That prayer got answered last night for my Uncle Duane.

Duane,Thelma,Eldon,Joyce,Ella,Harold,Martha Ann, Mark

We are still piecing together the details, but he and Aunt Thelma were in an accident that took his life, and sent her to the hospital.

Kind Uncle Duane 💔 The Uncle known for his hugs and gracious ability to pay attention to each of his nieces individually.

The last time I was in their home, I was killing several hours of wait time as a van driver. Uncle was in and out working on a project at one of their rental properties. And rolling his eyes at how long Aunt Thelma and I could chew the fat on certain topics. (Isn’t Aunt Thelma and granddaughter the cutest?❤️)

But I specifically enjoyed watching their relationship that day. “Almost 50 years” they told me.

Thank you, Uncle Duane- for showing us by example- the beauty of a life spent loving God, loving family, and loving our fellow man.

You will be so missed by so many. How will the meat canner even function without you?

But well done on a life lived to the fullest.

Luv you,