Matthew 6:8-15 NIrV Your Father knows what you need even before you ask him. “This is how you should pray. “ ‘Our Father in heaven, may your name be honored. May your kingdom come. May what you want to happen be done on earth as it is done in heaven. Give us today our daily bread.
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Meeting Grief Face To Face
Revelation 21:4 He will wipe away every tear from their eyes, and death shall be no more, neither shall there be mourning, nor crying, nor pain anymore, for the former things have passed away. Grieving is a place. I have spent a lot of time hanging out there, like an ill person spends time in
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Around The Bend
Walking through the swamps of Florida one day, my friend and I came upon this boardwalk. Every single time I come to a path so narrowly directing the next part of my journey, I pause, reminded I do not know what lies ahead. What IS around the next turn? Sitting in waiting rooms recently, I
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Stand on This
There are times in our lives when our hearts are required to stretch, inhale, exhale and sometimes break with the burdens of life. I look around at marriages where a partnership exists and how each compliments their relationship. And I stand – looking to the left, the right, behind me and in front of me
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My Christmas Story
The lowly in spirit. The crushed spirits. If we look around in the crowds we will see them. On the fringes. Hugging the corners. Working very hard to convince themselves that they are indeed invisible. Christmas is so hard. For so many. For so many reasons. For years now it has brought unimaginable sadness to
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I Am A Sheep of Your Pasture
I took this picture in Spain while driving from Antequera to Malaga. It took my breath away. Pulling over, rolling my window down – my breath stilled, my heart overwhelmed. Many of the sheep in the pasture had bells around their necks – there were probably a thousand sheep . . . . . .
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The Miracle
As these words find their way to this page this morning, I’m not sure what to expect, what’s going to show up. My heart is full. More than 30 years ago when I was pregnant with my youngest son, there were few, if ever, ultrasounds, sonograms or growth scans done – much less 2-D, 3-D