Abigail Murrish
Abigail Murrish is an agricultural writer passionate about encouraging people to know their food, eat well, and show hospitality. Since her time at Purdue University, Abigail has appreciated talking with farmers (versus about them) to understand difficult agricultural issues and grow in her knowledge of the Christian call to steward creation. Abigail lives in Cincinnati, Ohio, with her husband, and blogs at abigailmurrish.com.
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The Power of a Friend Who Helps You Find Rest

I recently finished studying the book of Ruth with some women from my church.  We talked about all of those beautiful themes of salvation woven throughout Ruth. But as I studied these two lines from Naomi struck me: But Naomi said to her two daughters-in-law, “Go, return each of you to her mother's house. May the LORD deal kindly with you, as you have dealt with the dead and with...

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Feast + Fallow

Few things bring me sweeter joy than driving from Cincinnati, Ohio to Bargersville, Indiana in the middle of summer after a long day of work. As I leave the Queen City in the passenger seat of Mike’s rattling black Mustang from the mid-2000s, I watch the hills flatten into fields. Rows of corn and soybeans end at the horizon, dotted with homesteads and barns (some of which date back to...

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Fighting Boredom with Loveliness

Every year this time of year, I find myself in a rut. The days are gray and I’m weary of cold weather. The buzz of the holidays has quieted and the change of routine that comes with summer seems far off. It’s a season filled with writing and work, causing the days to blur. My table becomes a metaphor for my life. In the past few months, my crockpot has...

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Letting the Nativity Inspire Our Celebrations

I’m hosting Christmas dinner for the first time this year. As soon as I found out I was going to host, I began thinking through the different menu, decor and guest list possibilities. For as long as I can remember, I’ve loved the details of planning a meal- finding the perfect combination of foods that reflect the season, choosing the prettiest flowers at the grocery store for the table, inviting...

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Why I Show Children Hospitality (Even Though I’m Not a Parent)

On a summer Sunday afternoon, I carefully ironed my white table cloth then draped it over my kitchen table and placed a small bouquet of flowers in the center. I washed my floral bone-china tea cups, carefully drying them then setting the table. From my corner shelf, I retrieved my prized silver teapot and placed it on the table along with some plated scones, butter and jam. I rushed to...

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