In peace, I will both lie down and sleep, for you alone, O Lord, make me dwell in safety Psalm 4:8 (ESV) Sleep is a glorious thing and even more so at this stage in my life because it seems to be something I no longer can take for granted. Often, I wake up … Continue reading Sleep, Glorious Sleep
"I lift my eyes up to the hills. From where does my help come from? My help comes from the Lord who made heaven and earth." Psalm 121:1,2 ESV It was almost like magic. They would come without call or even need. When I was single, if I lifted the hood of my car … Continue reading Where does my help come from?
The urgent call of the salt air surprised me this year. It calls me back to the place I spent a good portion of every summer on the Pacific Coast. Mom would take us to our property on the coast when the temperatures inland climbed high. We would weather the heat in the cool coastal … Continue reading A Longing Place
There was an old woman who swallowed a fly. . . Are you familiar with this old song? She swallowed a fly and then swallowed a spider to catch the fly and then a bird and then a cat. . . She keeps swallowing things to remedy the previous attempt at remedying the previous action. … Continue reading Only Be Silent
Right after my divorce, I wanted to boycott all things having to do with "love." I avoided Valentine's Day, Anniversaries (June 10th was wiped off the calendar), Romantic movies and Country music stations. Those things reminded me of the betrayal, pain and failure of my divorce. I even found myself avoiding a certain Bible passage, 1 … Continue reading Hard-working Love
Baby feet are about the most beautiful thing in the world. As a mother, I would look at the feet of my babies and rejoice in their health and blessing. We count the toes and tickle the bottoms of those precious little feet. We don't often think about what those feet will become. But … Continue reading How Beautiful are the feet
The familiar carol, It Came Upon the Midnight Clear, was written by Edmund Sears in 1849. It is said that Sears wrote this hymn in response to turmoil of the day, the approaching Civil War and the end of the Mexican-American War. It was a dark time and Sears himself was coming out of a time … Continue reading Hush the noise