It shouldn't be like this. My soul; so forgetful. Soul Amnesia I'd call it. 30 Days of Thankfulness. A rhythm. Or so I thought. To remember gratitude. Deeply. In the places of our soul. Yet. Here it is another year and I have found myself with soul amnesia. Forgetting to name the good and working to see the finger prints of God. I almost missed this the other day. Thankful for the dancer girl whose excitement caused me to shift. I was busy. Caught up in the doing. I needed a reminder. Help in overcoming my soul amnesia. I stepped outside to marvel at the beauty. I ... View Post
When You Miss Your Son
My farmer walked into church. I stayed at home. He picked up the drum seat and held it up. It is called a throne. He shared, with a shocked congregation, that our beautiful red headed, blue eyed boy, now sat before the ultimate throne. His life ending abruptly. Without warning. No good byes. Finished. While we slept. We went to bed that Saturday evening with no idea we would have unexpected visitors in the early morning hours. Our beautiful son fell asleep at the wheel and met Jesus. He wasn't drinking or speeding. He had plans. He was living his best life. A girl ... View Post
And Time Continues to March On. . .
We dance the dance of life. The newly engaged daughter tries on wedding gowns and we laugh and make new memories. The years flash before me as I watch her walk out in dress after dress. Seeking the perfect match. Searching. Waiting. Hoping. Her dreams are before her. Time, continues to march on. A new journey. Hope. I look at these children of ours. One married with two children. Making a difference in this world teaching. One, newly engaged and chasing the big bad Covid in any way she can. Another with his own business; making his own path, in his own way. The next to ... View Post
The Deep Ache
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
What is Joy Anyway?
What is Joy anyway? Really? There are song lyrics. Joy to the World. . . . I've got the joy, joy, joy, joy down in my heart. . . Joyful, joyful, We Adore thee. . . Almond Joy. Joy-a feeling of great pleasure and happiness. Rick Warren adds his own definition: “Joy is the settled assurance that God is in control of all the details of my life, the quiet confidence that ultimately everything is going to be alright, and the determined choice to praise God in every situation.” While I agree with most of those definitions. I don't find that everything is going to be 'all right.' In ... View Post
30 Days of Thankfulness, Day #30 The Clean Up
The clean up. It's always hard for me. I can't seem to get the last dish put away or have it all completed. A life long struggle. Somehow the laundry is never truly finished. There's an extra sock, or a shirt that belongs to no one. I get distracted. The Clean up. No matter the year we usually transition right into Advent the day after Thanksgiving. This year Thanksgiving is so late Advent begins tomorrow. I am struggling to get rid of the piles and finish cooking down the turkey. I want to make soup and save the stock. But I can't find my big pot! The pot I just used to make ... View Post
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