The earth groaned as a young one fought. Battles we didn't know. And a family's life now forever changed. The ache is deep and once again a Community grieves. I wail and cry out for the mama's who bury their babies. What kind of burial will there be? How does one grieve in a Pandemic, when isolation is life giving? Or so we thought? I comfort my kids as they rail against another loss. I breathe deep and run to the only source of strength I have left. . . Isaiah 26:3 You will keep in perfect peace those whose minds are steadfast, because they trust in ... View Post
30 Days of Thankfulness, Change, Day #7
The Demo has started. Years of memories and treasured living; changing. I am Thankful for those memories. Honestly. It's too many changes. Change is hard. It is an unwelcome companion right now. But, God is at work. I can not see what He is doing. He is keeping it from me. The story is not over. I know He is doing something. I am Thankful: That God is at work He is bigger than all my fears His story is better than mine For friends who continue to hold us up for my coffee buddy- I am so grateful God sent him our way for coffee and a fire on these cold ... View Post
The Definition of Love
“God's viewpoint is sometimes different from ours - so different that we could not even guess at it unless He had given us a Book which tells us such things.... In the Bible I learn that God values us not for our strength or our brains but simply because He has made us.” -Corrie Ten Boom The Hiding Place I Corinthians 13:4-5 Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. (emphasis mine) ... View Post
I Don’t Fear the Quiet. . . . Day #5 of Thankfulness
All the kids were out. I turned on the fire. I sat. In the quiet. There was a time the quiet haunted me. Memories flooding. Ripping my soul. Tonight. The quiet; a reprieve from the days activities. We had a spontaneous lunch gathering around the farmhouse table. Folks helping out with repairs and other chores came to find nourishment on this brisk day. There is much on my heart and mind these days. The state of our country. Elections. Our regular scheduled trip to Haiti. I sit in the silence. How often Jesus withdrew to the quiet. Luke 5:16 But Jesus often withdrew to ... View Post
It’s Time. . . Continued
He's not coming back. No matter how much I want him. 37 months today. How can that be? A glorious sunrise over the Mountain. Ushering another day. No matter how many nights I agonize over his death. He's not coming back. The youngest longs for her own space. Desires solitude. Much like her brother in so many ways. She moves some of her belongings to his room. She then asks me. This is not the first time. She has tried before to move into that space. The space painted and decorated for my first born son. A labor of love by his God father, Harold. My hopes and dreams. Now ... View Post
Learning How to Walk a Path I Do Not Like
The Anniversary date approaches. Forever etched in my mind. The week has been rough. Emotional. Out of sorts. The day it happened; a Sunday. The morning my farmer walked into church. Picked up the drum seat "a throne"; and shared that our son now was in the presence of the King of Kings. Who sits on His Throne. The gracious and Holy God. I feel numb when I think of those wee hours in the morning. The police. Flashing blue lights. Darkness. No power. I can feel the shock that crept like a thief through my whole body. My farmer and now only son heading to the barn. Me ... View Post
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