The wisteria vine is my hero. I am inspired by it's resilience. No matter the challenge, it keeps growing.
No matter how much I want my life to be filled with only good things, the bad finds it's way in.
Finding ways to laugh at myself is good medicine as is surrounding myself with others who laugh with me.
Worry and anxiety rob us of energy and time while we attempt to control things we cannot. Learning to trust in God and his faithfulness, gives us peace and we can rejoice in his faithfulness.
When we find a point of connection with another, as C.S. Lewis describes, when we can say, "What! You, too?" Our shared experience binds us together and in that magical moment of connection, we find hope.
We are forever losing spoons in our house. Even after washing dishes, there will be fewer and fewer spoons in the silverware drawer. I used to blame my teenage children, who by the way, said they never took spoons to their rooms. Sometimes, after good room cleanings, the spoons would miraculously reappear. But most of … Continue reading For the Love of Spoons