The Potholes Got Me to Thinking


On the way home from church yesterday, we swerved to miss pothole after pothole, washed-out road just to hit, yet again, another pothole. A flood of thoughts came racing through my mind. I couldn't help but think over the last 5 to 6 years the many dips and swerves I've encountered in life...

The hurdles, the hardships, the tears, the righteous anger, hours listening to wise counsel, the brokenness, the roadblocks, the silence, the lostness, the red flags, new boundaries, and new territories I would travel, physically and proverbially. Friendships lost, betrayal, fingers pointed, the judgment, the calculated hour upon hour of what seemed like endless nights of study. The fears and insecurities building up, doors closed, new chapters revealed...

Then eventually came.

The forgiveness, layers of insecurities, doubt, fear, bad attitude, & a self-righteous confidence peeled away like an onion. New friendships made and even some old ones restored. Sufficient grace, undeserved love, support from family and friends, a seed planted for missions. Weights being lifted, a renewed confidence building, new life chapters scripted.

Bam! Another pothole hit. My thoughts continued.

If my life were perfect, I would never long to meet my Maker. Not to say that we are not to care for, make right our wrongs, or count the blessings of the things we have. But rather to know there is something Greater than what we could ever fathom or imagine beyond this Earth and blessing to count up until then.

What about you? You may be going through a valley at this very moment and finding the blessings in it may be unbelievable, incomprehensible. But if anything, it gives you something to think about other than your current circumstance(s). You might be even angry with me for putting the thought in your mind. That's ok. You can't hurt my feelings when I speak of truth, I myself, have walked and lived out the hurt only to see the other side.

And if you are on the hilltop, be thankful you have made it through the valley. Give glory where glory is due. For we are only here for a short time. (James 4:14)

I still have much to learn. I am a work in progress, a beautiful mess. Life is not perfect. Only ONE walked a perfect life.

Still learning. Still growing.

Meet the Shelton's

Hey ya'll!

Welcome to our Crazy Farm Life.

Coming to you from a plot of land in the SE pocket of Oklahoma where life isn't always so perfect, rather, perfectly imperfect. I’m Cassie, deliciously married to Stan-my-man Shelton. We went to high school together, but didn't really "know or meet" one another until our university years at OBU. Go figure!  As my late Nanny boastfully once said, "Your parents send you off to that expensive school, and you come back with a "home-boy!?" except I left out a few choice expletives she would have thrown in there. Ha! In the end, everyone fell in-love with Stan as did I.

And this is our herd.


I'm Cassie. Author of Crazy Farm Life, also known as Momma C, and a former classroom teacher turned literacy coach. Currently teaching reading at the Oklahoma School for the Blind, I have completed the challenge of learning Braille. Yea! 

The hubs is retired from the family’s 3rd generation grocery store, better known as "Shelton’s Supermarket". It was a good 75+ year run. He enjoys a change of pace at one of the local banks in town. [I have to admit, I do too!]

Meet the Shenanigans. Don't let those precious faces fool you. No, deep inside, they know how to crack the house WiFi passcode that they've already been told they couldn't have because they suck it dry within 2.5 hours whilst smiling ever-so-preciously hiding the last piece of chocolate in the house and watching their Momma go instantaneously crazy in 2.5 seconds trying to find it. #imnotbitter :/ #ijustgeteven 

Caedon - [the child who's name I shall not mention, but am going to anyway] loves basketball, OKC Thunder, pestering his sisters, and his new interest-g.i.r.l.s. Obviously, I was just the oven on this one. He's "ALL DAD"! Handsome little toot! Just wait until you see his baby pics. ;) #wewonttellhimshhhhhh

Sydney - aka the Animal Whisperer, lover of anything with 4 legs [less or more], thinks outside the box, and sees the world in a whole new light, and tbh, probably in the brightest of colors. This totally right-brained and super-creative, Syd has a beautiful voice, wit like her father, and a fierce desire to help others. This girl loves BIG! Don't believe her, ask one of her 7 cats. #theseeyesdontlie


Channing - Lego lover and teacher of all her stuffed animals. This girl knows her Math, makes clothes for her dolls, and interestingly enough, becomes half-mermaid during swimming season. Chan Chan is so incredibly independent, and I #LOVE that about her! She marches to her own drum. In fact, we're already discussing where she'll go abroad to study her favorite topic - "Fashion." #channingbenae #thenamesaysitall

I can't end with introducing our friends. Meet Mitch and Amanda Muñoz:

In 2014 Stan and I partnered with our newly made friends serving in Guatemala to help form a fair trade company called The Thrive Collective. If you value good quality, beautifully handmade products that help others to "thrive" and want learn more about this story, take 2 or 5 or 30 minutes over at The Thrive Collective. #purchasewithpurpose


We live one day at a time, thankful for the blessings along the way, and expect nothing but the EXTRAordinary.

I heard the following quote a few years ago and it's stuck with me ever since. It reminds me that we all have a space here. An important space to inspire and to be inspired. To keep dreaming for the impossible to see the light of fruition. It goes something like this:

      “Sometimes it’s the very people who no one imagines anything of, who DO the things that no one can imagine." Alan Turing

And I mustn't close without this passage of scripture that reminds me that no matter my [our] past, it will not have power over my [your] future and that the Lord desires His good for me, for US. To let go of our past is to cling for His HOPE in our future. 

18 “Forget the former things;
do not dwell on the past.
19 See, I am doing a new thing!
Now it springs up; do you not perceive it?
I am making a way in the wilderness
and streams in the wasteland. - Isaiah 43

I'm so grateful to share this life with you! So grateful you landed here! And so grateful to get to know you more! We have a lot to catch up on...

Still learning. Still growing.