I almost didn’t go. After all, why waste the gas? Besides....I’m sick of crying. Who goes to a cemetery on Labor Day, for goodness sake? I’ll admit I was feeling down. I’ve lost some good friends lately. I was alone at home on a family weekend and life seemed...well, unfair. I made myself go. It’s … Continue reading Well Done, Good and Faithful Servant
God had me in mind when I stumbled onto the message. Pastor talked about getting stuck in our painful places of grief, regret, disappointment, hurt, rejection, and loss. He said God did not create us to get stuck. -Raise your hand if you’ve ever been a prisoner to pain. (My hand is up.) Let me … Continue reading Get out of the Graveyard!
There’s lots of talk about freedom these days. I’m so grateful for the freedoms I enjoy. But, in today’s culture, it seems the race to be “free” of all restraints is also rampant. Many don’t want to conform to any constraining morals, values or beliefs. That, to me, is the best way to become trapped. … Continue reading Freedom
When I uncovered these tips from Stephen Ministries, I was blown away. I need to memorize them. Special thanks to http://www.stephenministries.org for this awesome list!
I wish I was more like my mom. My mom is quiet and measured. I’m loud and impulsive. My mom is skillful and precise. I’m sloppy and haphazard. My mom finishes things well. I slap-dash through and end up with imperfect projects. My motto: It may not be done right...but its done. My mom’s … Continue reading The Good Stuff: My Mom
Sorry I haven’t posted in a while. I got shipwrecked on an island. I don’t want to be rescued. I’m hiding out here. Truly. No cars. No trucks. Only my bike....and a shark. But that’s a different article and I’m getting ahead of myself. I thought I’d check in with you. I’m learning some good … Continue reading Shelter
Writer’s note: I’ve been writing a lot of heavy duty stuff lately. Today, I just need to laugh. How about you? -Be sure to arrange a chuckle today. Hope this helps.I sleep in the basement. Don’t ask. I’ve been down here a few months now so I’m getting used to it. It’s dark down here and pretty quiet, kinda like a … Continue reading Covid Comedy…or how to laugh to keep from crying
Beautiful things can grow in hard places. I’ve planted Cornflowers (some call them “Bachelor Buttons”) in all my gardens. I plant the seeds in designated flowerbeds. No matter where I plant the seeds, however, the cornflowers refuse to grow in my gardens. The little blue buds of cornflowers always turn up in the hard places, … Continue reading Beautiful Things Can Grow in Hard Places
“Winnie, if we stand very still, they’ll think you’re a flower,” I whispered. So we did. Winnie embraced my T-shirt shoulder, her sun bonnet tied beneath her chin, We did not move.The morning’s comforting breeze fluttered Winnie’s bonnet, but my baby stayed still. Her puckered cheek pressed comfortably on my face. Her big brown eyes … Continue reading The Hummingbird’s Dance
I am crawling in the darkness, full-blown, combat creep. My coordinates? Spare bedroom. Destination? Baby bed. Chirping fills the air, then slight whimpering and a tiny sob. My mission is to calm the baby. I cannot let her see me. I approach like a soldier on reconnaissance. At three months, my Baby is a social … Continue reading My Baby Quarantine