So today she encourages to record 3 old things seen new… and I’m not sure they are things. Yet this practice of seeing grace, naming grace is a habit I never want to leave behind. Life’s lens is forever altered as what was easily missed before is seen in new light. The light of GRACE....
I’ll admit I was anxious, just a tad concerned. Maybe even more than that. Open cool air, fields of cut grass, chickens and cats, a barn to roam in… a child’s delight. And delight he did. For our 5-yr old son doesn’t even remember participating in this church community gathering, this annual fellowship around the...
When life gives way to unexpecteds, new directions, changing tides… Speak Joy. If days are long, nights are weary, and comfort is fleeting… in the hospital room, the boardroom, in a room all alone, Speak Joy. Whether this day delivers exactly as expected, or in direct opposition to your intentions, find ways to speak joy....
So we found ourselves stuck with an in-between vacation… sandwiched on either side by events out of control, a little epic and worthy of pause and consideration. Thinking and planning for this time didn’t include a two-night hospital stay for Mom, and a hurricane threatening our days. Not to mention the earthquake. Tremors were felt...
In the midst, always…always, pause to give thanks. To offer words of gratitude, of deep appreciation for the good. The small things, the big events, the mundane and ordinary, the extraordinary. Cultivate an atmosphere of recognition for these gifts. So today, in the midst, I give thanks for :: the dandelion days of summer, moving...
Maturity. As time moves on, as years fly by, we all want to grow up — to consider ourselves having jumped hurdles towards ever-increasing readiness in life. No one aspires to be accused of still ‘acting like teenager’. But then we do. Act at times as if life has taught us nothing, as if experiences...
We pause for a moment… In all reality this break from the daily of life is short. Our spirits could cry out for more, believing what we have simply doesn’t suffice. It’s not enough. More time, please? But a little becomes much when God is in it. He is the master of taking small things,...
Winter slows life, makes still, enforcing pause. And we want to rush…to move, to bypass the waiting. This weekend brought an unexpected stillness to the schedule, an unwelcomed guest at first. Oral surgery bearing more intensity and procedures than anticipated led me to a quietness, in bed, with medication easing the pain. Stillness. Pause. And...
