Today is a good day to remember what God has done for me. Today is Day 13 from my first day of Covid. I’m tired. I’m moving slow. I’m dizzy – but I am well, as is my husband. So today, it’s in the low-to-mid-seventies, and I am going to find a sunny spot on the porch and remember. . … Continue reading →
I lose my keys, my glasses, my phone,my temper, control of my schedule,the thread of a thought. I’ve lost story-keepers who grew me, knew me,loved me before I knew who I was to Him. On a daily basis, I lose hold of my humor and zest,the determination, the confidenceto get-up-and-go I’ve lost friends, some due to carelessness, even foolishness,some todistance … Continue reading →
(This is a totally different post than last year’s Meet Me in Galilee, though the call and scripture are the same. Friends, I am wanting to hold on to Easter for dear life – and grabbing hold of Jesus call to Meet Me in Galilee is one way to help me do that – but this year, instead of building … Continue reading →
“And he took bread, and when he had given thanks, he broke it and gave it to them, saying, ‘This is my body, which is given for you. Do this in remembrance of me’” (Luke 22:19). A college speech instructor asked my son’s class to name three people who have influenced him. He listed Jesus, Peter and David. I would … Continue reading →
The devil comes to steal, kill, and destroy. . . but for God Steal your peacedestroy your innocencesteal your joykill your dreams. . . but for God steal your relationshipsand your confidencesteal your healthor your means. . . but for God steal your marriagedestroy your childrenSteal your laughtereven your warmth. . . but for God Steal Homedestroy your pathSteal your … Continue reading →
A few years ago, at a Winsome Retreat, Niki Hardy, a beautiful, eloquent rectal cancer survivor, talked about False Guilt leading to broken identities, not being good enough to have an abundant life, how we need to find abundance in the pain, how to hold on to who we are to Him – and then she had us close our … Continue reading →
We came home from the beach to an empty propane tank and a snow storm arriving on our doorstep. We’re in the que for warmth to come in a propane truck, but until then, we’re reminded of life in the first year of our marriage. When we married 37 1/2 years ago, we didn’t have hot water for the first … Continue reading →
In 2014, on a beach, the waves keep pushing shell pieces to the water’s edge– big and little shell pieces. Nobody wanted them. Most beachcombers had ceased to even search for there was so little hope of collecting whole shells. They only wanted the easy to find whole-shells. The waves, though, kept pulling and hurling them into the beach – … Continue reading →
I don’t think I’ve ever had a neat, tidy, easy-to-keep-up-with schedule – well, except for those six weeks after my spinal fusion surgery where I couldn’t do anything. But regular, everyday living? No! Don’t think so! Two college students living at home who love for me to cook for them. Two of the cutest grandkids that I watch during the … Continue reading →
