When Gratitude finds you. I have been intentionally looking all month. Each moment. But this time I wasn't. Each morning I wake. I struggle. I dig deep to Praise God. I dig deep to get up. Set my heart to gratitude. Intentional. Purposeful. Gratitude in Grief. Seeking joy. Knowing that God will meet me there. This time when I woke, I had a peace. When gratitude finds you. I wasn't searching. I woke with that deep, inner joy that has been missing for years. It was earlier than usual. I got up to get my coffee. I took out that Ancient Word and nourished this thirsty ... View Post
30 Days of Thankfulness, Day #16 Different Expectations
In my mind my house is clean and all loose ends tied up. Different expectations. But that is rarely the way. Most of our life is hopping in on the ever loving conveyor belt we call life. It's like a perpetual game of jump rope and you need to learn how to jump in on double dutch. Sometimes its too much and the crazy overwhelms me. But mostly it just is. There's a mess. Paint cans and scrapers from 2 projects happening when the college girl, now nurse gets a free moment. There's jackets, shoes, hats and boots littering the entry way. Because people live here. I scroll through ... View Post
30 Days of Thankfulness, Day#15 Quiet Time
Quiet Time. It is warmer today; above freezing. The wind is blowing out of the South. My wind chimes, remind me of years gone by. Their sound evoking memories of my parents home. This quiet. What a gift. I am not so far removed from the chaotic mornings of getting ready for work. A season. Getting 3 kids prepared for daycare or school. Lunches. Diaper bags. Snow bags. Back packs. Breakfast. Snacks. My quiet time. Devotions with the kids. Preparation for dinner. All before 6:30 am. Farm chores and details. So. Much. This quiet time is a gift; A season. One I do not ... View Post
30 Days of Thankfulness, Day #14 Bread Making
Bread Making. The day just seemed to be right. Cold. Sunshine attempting to pierce through the dark. The house would benefit from the extra warmth. The recipe makes two loaves. Bread making was not part of my family tradition. Baking was. Our kitchen would be filled with the smells of my dad making Grandma's Sugar cookies. He would dazzle us with pies and Sunday dinners fit for a king. So naturally when I married into a farm family, I would accept the culinary challenge of bread making. Oh, My. Gosh. I remember that first loaf. The size of a large brick. The weight of one ... View Post
30 Days of Thankfulness, Day #13 A Snow Day!
The call came later than I expected. But it came. I waited. I waited for the kids to come running down the stairs, eagerly asking if school is closed. I waited patiently for a stirring. Nothing. After a while I receive a text. School? I send back an elaborate video explaining, in a sing song voice that school is CANCELLED! Another text comes in. School? I send the same video to that child! And again. . . I wait! I wait for the sound of running on the stairs! The screaming as the realization hits that it's snowed and there's a snow day! I wait for the rush of snow pants and ... View Post
30 Days of Thankfulness, Day #12 I Will Never Forget
Shes asks me a question. We talk about Elijah. Strangely it feels good. I want to talk about him. I know people shy away; tired of the grief. Desire surer footing. My roller coaster of emotions not their cup of tea. Yet, the ache continues and the loss deep. My son. I read through old posts. Posts from the days of shock and fog. How hard this road is . Yet how quickly we're expected to move on. To appear normal. To assume the path, as if nothing has changed. Yet, for me everything has changed. Setting the table, the folding clothes, cleaning, family photos, doing ... View Post
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