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Thy Faithfulness

I glance out the window.  It is a pink sunrise and even after almost 8 months my heart drops. The same color as the morning Elijah met Jesus. The morning I still can't reconcile with.  The morning that my life changed forever. When time stood still.  Yet the morning that caused  me to say; His mercies are new every morning.  It is what I entitled the picture.  And they are.  His Mercies are. . . new. . . every morning.  Each and every one.  Mercy that we don't deserve. Grace beyond measure. All new. . . each morning. Find it. ... View Post

De-Cluttering More Than Just My Home

I breathe in deep. I think I have found a way to try and be quiet. My house is a mess. Well, cluttered really.   I have read every book and idea on de-cluttering (which now clutter my home); none of the strategies seem to work.  It is just plain hard. My cousin sent me this link about a practice during Lent that she thought I might enjoy. The practice of giving up of a bag "of stuff" a day for 40 days.  I thought this is something I could give up; gladly.  But it's so stressful.  I am going to follow up the chore with the quiet time; because this ... View Post

Chasing A Squirrel, While Trying To Be Quiet

I close my eyes. I let the quiet settle over me. The sun shines through the window. The warmth permeates the deep of the cold.  It feels so good after below zero weather.  I let it pour over me.  My desire is to listen. To hear. To be quiet in God's presence. Why is it so hard to just be; to sit quietly before the Lord? I compromise.  I will just praise Him for his goodness. No.  I want to try to be silent. I start to run through my list. I want Him to speak to me. I want to hear His voice.  Like the sheep who listen to their Master's voice. John 10:27 My ... View Post

Practicing Being Still

Oh how we miss him.  We all chafe under the memory.  Each trying to sort through the grief and pain.  As Gary gains strength and the visits to the hospital decrease we wrestle with our roles.  Who are we? Where do we fit in this family. Elijah was larger than life. His personality demanding attention. He was loved. He was respected. He was our boy. The weight of the loss crushing. The life without him seems pale. Yet we are commanded to move forward. To step toward the work still left here for us to do. Yet those roles are smudged and we all feel it. I am glad ... View Post

Does Being Quiet Leave You Undone?

Today is the beginning of Lent.  A practice many in the Christian church do not observe.  A practice centuries old; representing Jesus' time in the quiet; in the wilderness.  It was during this time he was tempted by Satan; Matthew 4:3-4 The tempter came to him and said, "If you are the Son of God, tell these stones to become bread."Jesus answered, "It is written: 'Man shall not live on bread alone, but on every word that comes from the mouth of God.'" It was during this time that he fasted for 40 days.  He withdrew from all the chaos and hustle in ... View Post

Little Giggles And Big Tears. . . Filled The Gaping Hole

It's the beginning of March.  And it's cold.  The bone chilling, deep freeze of February hasn't lost it's grip.  The farmer is so cold.  He can't seem to get warm.  These are just some of the changes that cancer will make.  Sometimes the whole picture is just so overwhelming I can't even look.  The strength to move forward waning  Today I was reminded of the beauty of relationship and the power of woman being together.  The beauty of grace and corporate prayer.  I was reminded of sweet children and little laughs and big ... View Post