Have you ever felt you’re dangling at the end of your rope? -Have circumstances in life thrown you off balance? Here is a coping list from @typeachecklist 🙂: When you’re dangling at the end of your rope: ✅Hold on to the knot at the end of the rope!✅God is the knot! Come to me, all … Continue reading Dangling at the end of your rope
My Aunt Betty had the tallest swing I’d ever seen in my life. Of course, when I first saw her swing, my life had not been lived more than five years. My swing experience was limited.The swing’s tall iron frame loomed high above Uncle Fred’s garage. I can still see the thick oval chain links … Continue reading Swing
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
YOU are loved with an everlasting love!. - Jeremiah 31:3. ❤️..As we approach the ominous “romantic” weekend, if you are struggling or sad, please cling to the out-of-this- world love of God!❤️God’s Love will never leave you or disappoint you. God’s love is a free gift you do not have to earn. ..👉 Simply turn … Continue reading Love You Can Count On!
Fog was a drape, thick, grayish-white, suspended in front of me. I walked into the cloud. My gloved hand disappeared into the drape. I could see nothing in front of me, but below me frosted stalks of grass shimmered and trembled in icicle wonder beneath my feet. Driving was a mystery. My beautiful lane folded … Continue reading Foggy Thanks
I just returned from New York, the sparkling “Big Apple.” In New York everything is dazzling and over the top. Big. Bright.I saw a lot of lights there. Macy’s dazzled. Ralph Lauren shimmered and Rockefeller Center sparkled.But. Nothing can surpass my Village of Light. Thank you, Little Village, for welcoming me home with a soft … Continue reading Village of LIGHT!
It’s Sunday. I look out my window as a bright fall breeze makes leaves dance, circle and float above the shimmering grass. Down the hill, beyond the golden soybean field is my pond. It’s surface is also dancing with the gentle wind. Today, as I listen to praise music and read Psalm 143, I’m reminded … Continue reading Holy Ground at the Mud Pond
I remember flash cards. You see, I am old. I went to school when there was something call “Cloak Rooms” That was the place where you hung your coats on hooks and placed your lunchbox up on an old wooden shelf above your hook. Yes, I had a lunchbox, not a tin bucket. I may … Continue reading Flash Cards for LIFE
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
“Come weary saints, though tired and weak, Hide away in the love of Jesus.” We danced in the middle of the kitchen floor. Winnie and I waltz-stepped and slowly spun. Around and around. My baby and I were in church. “Come wandering souls and find your home Hide away in the love of Jesus. He offers the … Continue reading The Dance