Dear lost little one
Loss is a part of this life. This I know. I don't go a day without hearing of a loss for someone somewhere. I often don't know how to respond--sometimes the pain is too great. Sometimes the fear that it will happen to me will hold me tight in it's grip and I will...
When Your Path Leads through the Sea
The unknown. Sometimes the unknown is exciting, such as embarking into life as newlyweds or becoming parents for the first time. The way ahead is unknown, but it's faced with anticipation. But sometimes the unknown is frightening such as dealing with a cancer...
The Parenting Files
"Recently, I was hit with wave after wave of change. My girls were stretching into the teen years and I wasn’t ready. My son was taking his first baby steps toward manhood and I wasn’t ready. My youngest girl was the only one still in the middle of childhood and I...
Sometimes we just have to speak the truth
Sometimes I just can't believe the truth. I can't believe that there is a love that is great enough to die and live for me. I can't believe that I am chosen. I can't believe that he calls me holy. I can't believe that I can boldly come to grace's throne. The litany of...
What’s your miracle?
I have a tendency to make this whole God-life thing about me. What I need. What I'm doing. What I pray. How I live out his precepts. How I expect his promises to be fulfilled in my life. How I interpret God's word. How I need a miracle...yesterday. I read about...
Why our words matter
Words matter. Big time. I have kept a journal for as long as I can remember. I would start one and write feverishly for a week or two (that's about as long as my consistency lasted) and then it would dwindle down to every once in a while for a vomiting venting...
why social media makes me apprehensive
I recently joined the social media scene..... ....for the third time. I know. It makes me look rather flibberty-jibbet and totally unpredictable and not dependable. ugh. Confession? I didn't like the 'comparison-itis' or the slimy, gossipy feeling I had when I clicked...
can you hear the silence speak?
There have been seasons in my life when I felt I couldn't 'hear' God. It felt like he was far, far away. I felt abandoned. I felt forsaken. There have been different reasons for those seasons of silence. Once, I was wanting God to move on my behalf, but he was...
do you want a hiding place?
I sometimes want to hide. But my attempts fail. If I am not visible to my lovelies, then their voice seeks me out: 'Mom?' Mo-o-o-mmm?' 'Where are you?' Someday I might be able to go to the bathroom without having to announce my plans. Maybe someday I won't have to...
what happens when God is silent?
Silence gives me anxiety. I find silence disconcerting. If silence lingers I think of a way to fill it. If silence lingers I wonder if I have done something wrong. If silence is accompanied by scowls, I grow insecure. You see, if I can keep the conversation rolling...
beauty and belief
Beauty and the Beast. I love this story. I even loved the Disney version. (If you get a chance, though, look up the story in a book of fairy tales--beautiful). I use to know the music. I use to sing along to the track in my '76 Thunderbird, pretending to be Belle as...
trails of grace
Trails. Trials. Both these words possess the same letters, but with a flip of two letters we have a whole new word. Trials lead us to blaze new trails. But sometimes trails lead us right into trials. There have been trails that I have hesitated to follow because I...