Sentel Schreier

Reflecting on Christmas and tradition.

Sheep Shearing in South Dakota

Mom’s tomato plants —she gets mad when I eat the pretty white powder she sprinkles on the leaves. I like helping mom… Read more: Mom’s Eden

A birthday poem

I get asked this question all the time. It has a lot to do with a red New Holland Combine. In the… Read more: How I got my name

Last Saturday I checked into the unconscious hotel for minute or two. I was just starting to enjoy my stay, flying in… Read more: I would make a poor matador.

Three reasons why I didn’t think I could be a rancher

Melting point Help me let you melt me –When I can’t feel –When thick layers of apathy cover an ocean of living… Read more: Melting point poetry – for the spiritually frozen

When academia isn’t enough

I believe God is revealed in nature. That’s one of the ways God revealed Himself to me about 5 years ago. Riding… Read more: Divine Invitation

Out of a dry winter, blades of grass poke through the soil and stretch to the sun. I think I knew this… Read more: Prairie Eden

Lately, I have this anxious feeling. It’s like I’m about to miss a flight—spending too much time packing, rushing around making sure… Read more: Packing

Some people don’t like to work with sheep. I don’t blame them. They can be infuriating little creatures, especially if you’re trying… Read more: Sheep are Generous Creatures

I sneak in through the temple sheepishly, Bringing my sacrifice, oils, and rehearsed prayer, I find the inner sanctum and lay prostrate… Read more: My God

Seasons don’t change immediately. They slip and slide into each other: Not quite sure whether to go forward, winter melts into fall… Read more: Ambition Anonymous: an addict’s fortunate fall from academia

Before I met my husband, I was beginning to like the idea of me being single with no friends, living a Thoreauvian… Read more: Rugged Individualism Isn’t That Great

5/23/2019 En la Alemania nazi de 1940, Dietrich Bonhoeffer se involucró con el movimiento de resistencia para asesinar a Hitler. Fue en… Read more: Don Quijote en la Teología de Dietrich Bonhoeffer

What if I’m the snake in the garden? The devil between my own two elbows? Slithering around my psyche, I tempt myself… Read more: The Snake

Have you ever read the Scarlet Letter voluntarily? If so, it’s possible that people hate you. Mainly because you might stumble through… Read more: “Be True Be True Be True!”

We can meet God now, feel His breath through our bones, Or barter with our made up god to take us to… Read more: Heaven

You without sin throw the first stoneGo on pick it up Feel its lethal weight on your tongue It’d be so easy… Read more: John 8

I know who I am without You. Pseudo goddess, I curse my own altar As I sacrifice my years. My desperate eyes… Read more: with and without

Sometimes life is messy tangled interactions weave an intricate existence of who what wheres and often no whys simple situations yield significant… Read more: 890347891357843975834958

In giving up dreams of perception  You might find you’re less of a dick  Refrain from rehearsed phrases  Meant to forge intelligence… Read more: Intellectuals

I wake up in the morning and make breakfast for my dad and I, the usual-broccoli and eggs. Dad is out flying… Read more: Slow life 

Even as I write this I wonder what they’ll think. but I’ve observed myself enough to know I wont lose sleep As… Read more: Thank goodness people only think of themselves 

Mistaken adoration makes my stomach weak. Claims of goodness follow lies between piano keys. Consume all righteous credit and call it humility.… Read more: Fake Flowers

You think our exchange of words a passing formality A ball bounced off unaffected pavement and not injected into my inescapable body… Read more: Words

I was writing a meaningless Facebook birthday post the other day when I realized how I’m a complete and utter slave to… Read more: Technology Rant

HEY. I spent a majority of the day recounting my sins in the purgatory tractor so I feel like confessing. One of… Read more: The Spanish healthquisition 

My subconscious is cruel in dreamland. It always pits me against actual real life fears and struggles. For example, on our ranch… Read more: Today.

Is growing up simply the process of discovering how awful seemingly redeemable people are? Our ranch has gone through an unbelievable amount… Read more: A series of unfortunate employments