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As you can tell by the title of this post, my initial point was to be light-hearted about this topic, but my journey tonight has taken some turns. While a bit more sober, I pray you know the joy that fills my soul…in the light of imperfection His perfect love shines forth…I humbly offer myContinueContinue reading “Woops, Uh-oh, Gosh Golly Gee, Shoot, "Oh, Bother"….”

I am long on staying. I am slow to leave,Especially when it comes to you my friend.You have taught me to slow down, And to prop up my feet.It’s the fine art of being who I am.And I can’t figure out why you want me around.I’m not the smartest person I have ever met.But somehowContinueContinue reading “Every Moment (Saturday Brunch)”

This is where I start. I seek my voice – my narrative. My fingers are hesitant to press black keys. My heart retreats with fear if someone pulls at the frayed edges I might just rip open & bleed. I do not take rejection well. Yet, I start here. In this space I put downContinueContinue reading “Ram in the Thicket”

 2013 was a beautiful aching year. There was a great deal of change – abundance & a reaping. I wrestled through a kidney stone & my faith. I discovered idols & heard God’s voice calling my name in the cleft of the rock. I was prayed for! Oh, how I was prayed for? I attemptedContinueContinue reading “Out with the old…in with the breathtaking!”

 Advent ushers in with HOPE this evening. It curls up & settles warm arms around us; encouraging us to not lose this precious jewel. Hope:v. verbTo wish for something with expectation of its fulfillment.To have confidence; trust.To look forward to with confidence or expectation.n. nounA wish or desire accompanied by confident expectation of its fulfillment.SomethingContinueContinue reading “Advent Ushers HOPE!”

“Some people are always grumbling because roses have thorns; I am thankful thorns have roses.” – Alphonse Karr“Gratitude is the sign of noble souls.” – Aesop The first quote delighted me. My eyes got wide & I giggled. I miss the point. I look at the pain & not the beauty. I don’t bend low toContinueContinue reading “Bending…Thankful!”

 The ground is tilled. The air is mild – cool & crisp. There is sufficient rain & sunshine in the forecast. The seed is refined & ready for the soil. The crop is just peaking green shoots from black earth. The harvest will be plentiful. There will be produce for the cellar. I will notContinueContinue reading “The Crop & The Harvest!”

There is grace in every moment. Everything is grace. It is a resounding theme. It speaks to the pain of this life. It is a candle in a darkened room. Grace meets me when I lay my head on my pillow. It meets me as I rise (& through the countless times I hit snooze).ContinueContinue reading “Grace revisited…”

As Rachael reached up to take my hand, tiny fingers wrapping around my finger, I realized I would never have this moment again. My throat closes with the prick of this bittersweet memory. The yellow-bellied sun sinking into the blue horizon turned to flame while soft waves played their melodic tune on white shores. MyContinueContinue reading “The Precious Little Things!”

  As I sit, metaphorical pen to parchment, my fingers tremble. I struggle to share my story. I have had deep hurt, and to tell it, it has to be the whole, not the part… I grew up in a comfortable middle class family. My grandparents lived next door. We celebrated birthdays & holidays with an airContinueContinue reading “The Hard, Narrow, Rocky Road Where Jesus Carried Me…”