So... What is Happening on the Ranch

"So...what has been happening at the Ranch?"

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We have been building a garage/barn at "Lakeside". For many years we still referred to "Dad's House" or Grandpa and Grandma's House"... but we are ready to transition the home and location into a new "season". The house is needing some upgrade but overall it is not far from being set to go. Watch for further development.

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And then today we planted trees. As you can see...the water level is still extremely low in our ponds. The planting today consisted of Cottonwood cuttings. We generally aim for shallow water, but since there is little of that at the present time, we are planting by faith. It is what we do.

From Jacob and Molly Reinhold Fisher

Jacob and I would like to thank everyone for the outpouring of love that we have received over the last five months, since Emanuel passed. The many many prayers, gifts, meals, cards, messages, comments and overwhelming kindness has blessed us greatly. Thank you for bearing our burden with us, we are so thankful. I know I got behind on some messages, so please forgive me if responses were delayed. Just know that it has meant the world to us to be so loved as we walk the road of grief.

We are thankful for the sustaining grace of Jesus. We are not alone, and although this road has not been easy, God is with us. We are ever so thankful for the continued prayers as we continue on this difficult journey

Morning on the Lonetree

Lonetree Road
Photo by Robin Lee Reinhold

Thank you Lord.
Morning on the Lonetree Ranch.

Photo by Robin Lee Reinhold

Any songs come to mind?
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"Oh what a beautiful morning...
"Oh give me a home...
"Morning has broken..."

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Feel free to add to the list... and remember... "It's a good day to be alive".

Photo by Robin Lee Reinhold

“The Alkali Breaks... The Black Hills...
Lonetree Ranch Herefords... and Pronghorn antelope..
A treasure indeed.
A treasure not to hoard or harm,
but rather to be a steward of.”

Danny's Birthday

"Happy Birthday Son!"

Yes... Danny... Mom and I count it a privilege to have you as our son... and partner in ministry and business. Thank you. It is interesting to note... How much we learn from you now in this stage of life. Let's keep doing it... Godspeed.

Who really is the winner...

I have admired the races more than the racers. Perhaps because it draws so much out people of different capabilities and backgrounds. Some with more natural talent... some with just raw courage... some... who knows? I liked to run, but asthma has been an issue nearly all my life and then a major head injury when I was six years old did not help me any. But I learned lessons in the races that I was in, even though I never won. One of my greatest memories was at a Meade County Rally Day at Woodle Field in Sturgis. I do not know how many of us boys were entered, but I remember well who placed first and who placed last. I was somewhere in the middle. First place went to one of two brothers that was entered in the race. He did so quite handily.

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But that was not the highlight of my memory of that spring day. The individual that placed last was the other brother. Yes, the brother of the boy that won first. Irony...perhaps? But what stands out to me, to this day, is the excitement of the brother that place last. The last 30 yards of the race, all I could hear was shouts of excitement from behind me. The "last place brother" was shouting, "Mom, he won, he won. Yahoo, he won, he won!"

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The lesson... Who was the real winner that day in may so many years ago...

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A man that that I adime has been Eric Liddel (Olympic athlete and missionary) - Main character in "Chariots of Fire"

"The secret of my success over the 400 meters is that I run the first 200 meters as fast as I can. Then, for the second 200 meters, with God's help, I run faster."

The Race

I have admired the races more than the racers. Perhaps because it draws so much out of people of different capabilities and backgrounds. Some with more natural talent... some with just raw courage... some... who knows? I liked to run, but asthma has been an issue nearly all my life and then a major head injury when I was six years old did not help me any. But I learned lessons in the races that I was in, even though I never won. One of my greatest memories was at a Meade County Rally Day at Woodle Field in Sturgis. I do not know how many of us boys were entered, but I remember well who placed first and who placed last. I was somewhere in the middle. First place went to one of two brothers that was entered in the race. He did so quite handily.

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But that was not the highlight of my memory of that spring day. The individual that placed last was the other brother. Yes, the brother of the boy that won first. Irony...perhaps? But what stands out to me, to this day, is the excitement of the brother that place last. The last 30 yards of the race, all I could hear were shouts of excitement from behind me. The "last place brother" was shouting, "Mom, he won, he won. Yahoo, he won, he won!"

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The lesson... Who was the real winner that day in May so many years ago...

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A man that that I adime has been Eric Liddel (Olympic athlete and missionary) - Main character in "Chariots of Fire"

"The secret of my success over the 400 meters is that I run the first 200 meters as fast as I can. Then, for the second 200 meters, with God's help, I run faster."

A Pie that tell the greatest story.

This peach pie that Robin made was more than dessert. It really tells the story of the weekend. The cross has become to many a piece of jewelry... an emblem... or just a marker by a grave. It is the empty tomb where the stone is rolled away and the body was no longer there. The resurrection is the proof. Yes Christ died for me... He was raised from the dead and He lives... Yes... I will live for Him.

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Robin... Nice job on the pie.

A Song on the Heart

I love the mornings when I wake up and I am nearly singing. Yes, the moment my eyes open, words and music are instantaneous... just not quite out loud. This morning was one such morning. And this is the song... so appropriate for the weekend.

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Crown him with many crowns,

the Lamb upon his throne.

Hark! how the heavenly anthem drowns

all music but its own.

Awake, my soul, and sing

of him who died for thee,

and hail him as thy matchless king

through all eternity.

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Crown him the Lord of life,

who triumphed o'er the grave,

and rose victorious in the strife

for those he came to save;

his glories now we sing

who died and rose on high,

who died eternal life to bring,

and lives that death may die.

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Crown him the Lord of love;

behold his hands and side,

rich wounds, yet visible above,

in beauty glorified;

no angels in the sky

can fully bear that sight,

but downward bends their burning eye

at mysteries so bright.

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Crown him the Lord of years,

the potentate of time,

creator of the rolling spheres,

ineffably sublime.

All hail, Redeemer, hail!

for thou hast died for me;

thy praise shall never, never fail

throughout eternity.

We Called her "Grandma Henricks"

We just called her "Grandma Henricks". I am not sure when I learned her name was Vesper. She was a very proper lady married to a Norwegian man named Hans. I never knew Hans. He died in his fifties... a hard working man in a tired worn body.

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Grandma Henricks lived over six decades a mile north of our place on the Henricks Ranch. When I was a boy...my brothers and I were allowed to ride over to her house on occasion just for a visit. A few years later, our sister Lana would join us. I don't remember much of what we talked about. It seemed that her house was very quiet. Kind of what you would assume for a grandma that had lived a true pioneer life on the Dakota plains. I really didn't know her children, except for Cecil who had such cool nickname...Not everyone could be called "Buck".

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One time us kids rode over to see Grandma Henricks and we were greeted by a lady that was sunbathing in a black swimsuit. She was very friendly... but us kids knew that this was not Grandma Henricks. Turned out to Cecil's new wife. He had been a longtime bachelor, but had married a classy lady named Marge. She was very nice.

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This photo is special in that it was taken at Rainbow Bible Ranch's dedication program on Memorial Day 1980. She would have been 92 years old at this time. It was special to have Grandma Henricks... a neighbor... a lady that would have known my brothers in a unique way... lend her support to the beginning of this new ministry of the Reinhold family.

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Grandma Vesper Henricks wrote these words when she was nearing 80 years of age...

"And now..., I thank my Heavenly Father for all the help He has given me. Without it I never could have endured all the trials of my life: sickness, accidents, death of loved ones, hard times. And thanks to our four fine children for their help in all ways, and their loving care. Without them we never would have been able to achieve our goal--a good home on the South Dakota prairies in sight of the Black Hills and Bear Butte. There's one request I've made of the Good Lord, just let me end my days here on the homestead, where all my most precious memories are.

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That request nearly came true... And on an interesting note... The Henricks Ranch Headquarters and Vesper's Home are now a part of the Lonetree Ranch. For I was privileged to purchase that land around 1986.

Inspiration Point

When we are coming from the south and we top over the Breaks... Then we are home. We have had photographers refer to this view as "Inspiration Point".

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Looking forward to God's provision of moisture to cause the grass to grow and the water to run.

This is Sort of Fun...

This is sort of fun... Tige and Vicky Reinhold are certainly taken by each other in the first photo which was taken less than a month after they were married in 1956. But there is more to the story. Larry, Lyle, Lee and Lana were added "to the quiver". We look pretty good in our "Sunday Go to Meeting" duds. But I think we look like a pretty happy lot in our chore clothes as well. Dad and Mom were all about family. We always ate our meals together... We seldom missed family devotions after breakfast... We worked together... We played together.

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Thanks Dad and Mom... Looking forward to the Grand Reunion... all because of Jesus.

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Danny Eugene is also part of the family. He died as a baby in February 1957.

Project Today

Project today... Resetting the posts for the dock at Reinhold Lake. And not just that... About 5 loads of very nice rock (river rock) that we spread on the west side. On the east side we will put a concrete pad to put the boat and pontoon in more easily. The decking will be added soon. We hope to haul some more of our gravel down soon to make for better shoreline for the kids to fish from as well. This is all taking place because the silent auction at the Annual Game Feed was such a success. So many good folks working together to make RBR a fun place for the kids. And yes the water level is down... But God can fill it up... and yes it is a good time to do these sort of projects.

From My Journal

Thoughts From My Journal

April 1, 2022 5:30 AM

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It is raining as I write this, however so lightly, but very welcome indeed. Our region remains so dry and that is why the need for moisture is a major prayer request. I often say, “I don’t know what we are going to do… but God does.” In situations such as severe drought, one is reminded of how finite we are. I will not say that God is intentionally using this dry spell only to draw us closer to Him; however, we can choose to allow these dire situations to set our intent upon Him ever so much greater. No doubt, you are experiencing certain trials and difficulties in your life as well. I am reminded of the words of the hymn, “Turn your eyes upon Jesus. Look full into His wonderful face… and the things of earth will grow strangely dim, in the light of His glory and grace.”

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