Silent Sunday

Every ornament’s a story – and I could talk your ear off for hours detailing the story, the memory of each and every one.  Because these are my family’s stories. My kids’ lives told in yearly symbols of ornaments.Like the pink phone for instance? That one makes me smirk a bit because that was the year Hope lost at least three phones, one which flew off a rollercoaster, and one which was flushed down the toilet. Oops.  Or the rocking horse. That was Zac’s first Christmas of being mobile and when he saw the horse he had just gotten out of the bath, and let’s just say he ran right to the horse and rode ‘bareback’ (bare bottom ) for the first time. He had lots of riding time on that horse, but only a few were ‘bareback, ha!)  Or the Christmas carroller…that was the year Aus made it to All-State Chorus.  And the handmade wreath with the picture of Josh?  That was one of his years to choose the Christmas tree. We rode up to the mountains and he picked my favorite tree ever…the most Charlie Brown tree you’d ever want to see. It even fell over a few times before Christmas, but all survived (except maybe a few ornaments!)

Yes, every ornament has a story. And bringing them out makes me literally smile and remember and laugh every single solitary year. (I promise that tears are shed every year. Just something I need to accept.)  Because some of these ornaments bring up the sweet sweet memories, and some of them bring up the ‘what ifs’, and some of them bring up the ‘I wish I hads”…but that’s the beauty that’s wrapped up in this season. Cherishing what is, remembering what was, and being thankful for what’s to come. Emmanuel. “God is with us.” In the beauty. In the laughter. In the loss. In the broken. In the not yet what will be. Emmanuel.  “God is with us” in all of it. Every single story that was and is and will be…He knows all the stories of my ornaments…and unseen moments…because He was there. Emmanuel. “God is with us.” And that’s what I’ll celebrate as I look at my beautiful tree, remembering that this season is about just that…Him being present through it all, and that’s the greatest present of all.

Blessings on a not-so-Silent Sunday ❤





“You can lead a horse to water but  you can’t make him drink”

You can share the deepest truth, but you can’t force one to think

You can light a brilliant candle, but a friend can close their eyes

You can prepare a wondrous feast, but can’t give an appetite

You can give the greatest gift, but one must choose to receive

You can share the greatest truths, but one must choose to believe

What we can do yes we should, there is no regret there

Though we may not see results, we persist and cast our cares

For “It’s never for nothing when we love with no return”

some things are freely given and just cannot be earned

Oh the beauty of free will is a double-edged sword

Would that we would wisely choose to love…

..and let love be it’s own reward

as we leave results

to the Lord.

Light your candle in the dark

Let it shine, let it glow

Who is warmed or sees the light

Just might not be ours to know.



a few thoughts tonight that just happened to come out in a poem.

Blessings to you and yours~

Shine on 🙂



Oh, and here’s a song I listened to sooo many times in the 80s 🙂  Never for Nothing by Margaret Becker. Such a great song that I could hear in my head and heart as this poem kind of spilled out. Gotta give credit where credit is due.  The lyrics to the song are awesome…way outshine this little ditty of a poem, but just sharing the litty ditty anyway …




Wordless Wednesday

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Just a few thoughts tonight. Spoke with a dear friend about his place right now. Lots of constant trying to move forward but maybe not seeing the movement because there’s so much ground ahead and goals to move toward, to move forward, to press on to the what’s next with little rest between that and what’s behind. It’s like the journey is so big that it’s hard to see the progress of how far he’s come.

But I’m thinking,in taking a moment to look back a bit, we might just be amazed at how far we’ve come. Perspective is so powerful…  Sometimes we don’t realize how far we’ve come until we stop to remember where we’ve been.


And I’m also thinking that sometimes it’s good to stop to realize that everything is not all  up to us. It’s so not. Even when it feels like it is. And even when so many things are. Up to us, that is.  There’s still so much that’s not. We do what we can. I’m believing God can do what we can’t. He’s good at filling in gaps, that’s for sure.

Am thinking taking a little time to reflect, to be thankful, to b r e a t h e,   b r e a t h e,         b r e a t h e can inspire in ways that no spinning of our wheels, or juggling balls, or running marathons ever could.  There’s a definite place for all that…for the doing of what we can, for giving it our all, but am thinking that at the end of the day, there’s gotta be a little time, a respite, a filling up.  REST is a necessary part of thriving. Striving, yes, there’s a time for that, for working hard, pushing through. But REST…rest is that time  of repair that equips us, that sustains us, that fills us. God is a Master at the filling up of the empty cup….of filling in the gaps, of breathing life back in…inspiring. He says, “Come to me all who are weary, and I’ll give you rest.”  Rest is that filling up of the the mind, the body, the spirit, that is such a necessary part of any goal or vision or mission. It equips for the journey, sustains and allows for the taking of the next step.


And another thought.  Sometimes in the journey, unexpected turns can kind of knock the breath out of us. It can be as instantaneous as a kick in the gut, or a slow seep of just feeling like we can’t get enough air in our lungs. It’s like you’re moving forward and have covered so much ground.  You’ve worked incredibly hard for so long, faced and overcome obstacles, moved forward, and you feel like you’re so close to the destination that you can touch it. And then?  Then, the terrain dips down to a huge valley you didn’t even know was there.  It’s sobering and disconcerting, not to mention deeply discouraging. And it makes you feel like you’ll never get to that destination.  You just didn’t see this diversion coming…. and instead of realizing how far you’ve come, all you can think about is how very far you have to go.



But  you know what?  In order to get to the destination,  you’ve gotta go through this once-unseen-valley. It’s part of the journey. It doesn’t change the destination. That dip in the terrain was always there. But you’re not all-seeing. You didn’t see it. But so much of life can’t be anticipated, but merely responded to…one step at a time. One mile at a time. One breath at a time. You’ll get there.  It’ll come. It will. One step at a time. Some things aren’t ours to figure out, just to respond to well. I love the quote by D Bonhoeffer that says, ““There is meaning in every journey that is unknown to the traveler.”  Nothing need be wasted. Just gotta be sure to be respond well and be thankful for the leg of the journey we’re on…knowing the lessons learned in the distance traveled prepare us better for what’s ahead. And gratitude,…gratitude lightens the load and quickens the step.


So here’s to the valleys where we’re made to stop a bit and realize how far we’ve come. Valleys we may see as detours that are crucial parts of our journey. Valleys that help us see not only what we can do, but what we can’t. Valleys that make us realize that we do indeed need to get some rest.  And valleys that remind us that we’re not alone, no matter how alone we may feel. Sometimes when the valleys are so low, we can’t help but look up. Thankful for the looking up. And for visuals like stars that shine bright in the dark of night. Shine bright. (Philippians 2). Yep. Stars shine bright in the night.

Thankful for prayer too. Prayer and words spoken and words not…and for the God who fills the gaps of the here and now in the middle of whatever we’re going through. Thankful that He is but a prayer away, no matter what ground we’re standing on or where we’ve been. And He can make all the difference in where we’re going…and how we see where we’ve been. Nothing is wasted when placed in the hands of the One who loves us most. Yep. Am thinking so. And just wanted to remind my dear friend of just that.

Blessings ❤


‘Do not fear, for I am with you;
Do not anxiously look about you, for I am your God.
I will strengthen you, surely I will help you,
Surely I will uphold you with My righteous right hand.’

Isaiah 41:10



Silent Sunday


“God does not give us everything we want, but He does fulfill His promises, leading us along the best and straightest paths to Himself.”

~Dietrich Bonhoeffer



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 We are “His and held…”  Love that.

He is  “Sovereign Still”. And good. He is Good.  Love that too.

“Live to bring Him praise.” Aspiring to that.

A few early morning thoughts in the quiet with a thankful heart. So many needs everywhere…out “there” in the world, in my community, at work, church, in my own home and heart. Thankful that God reaches in right where we are…’for those who have ears to hear…, eyes to see.”  His Promises are still good and His heart is for you.

Blessings ~





Silent Sunday


I drove home at sunset today.  Just as I was rounding the corner, I saw this dandelion standing tall against a vast field. The light caught it just right. I grabbed my camera, parked the car for a minute, and snapped a few shots.

On this Thankful Thursday, am thankful for the little ‘insignificant’ significant things. I’m thankful for dandelions in November that catch the light of a sunset. I’m thankful that even a dandelion can stand out in a vast field if the light hits it just right. Sometimes it’s not only about the ‘thing’, it’s about the light that that ‘thing’ is seen it. Light changes everything. It’s an ‘eye-of-the-beholder’ kind of thing…love that.


Little things like grains of sand,  beads on a string, drops of water, dandelion seeds, and tiny webs on branches…they are all little insignificant teeny-tiny things. But grains of sand make up beaches, drops of water make rivers and oceans, and seeds cover the earth. DSCN6183

And it’s a vast, vast earth out there and up there in the heights of the sky and the depths of the sea. But it’s full of little ‘insignificant’ significant things. Even smaller than grains of sand are the molecules, the atoms,…it’s pretty mind blowing and amazing and beautiful.


We might have those times of feeling insignificant or unnoticed…like a grain of sand on a mile long beach, a drop of water in an ocean, a leaf in a forest.  But significance is in the eye of the beholder.  And the Bible talks about how God knows about detail…about the significance of the little teeny-tiny things. In you. In me. It actually says that He knows the number of hairs on our heads.  He knew us as we were being formed in our mother’s wombs. He knew us before we were.  And all of that blows my mind and makes me smile at the same time.

Jeremiah 31:3 says, “The LORD appeared to us in the past, saying: “I have loved you with an everlasting love; I have drawn you with unfailing kindness.”  Love, acknowledgement, appreciation, and a drawing near can make one who feels so insignificant or invisible, feel like a stand out (in a great way!)    So if you ever have days of feeling a bit insignificant, (and am thinking we all do), I encourage you (and me) to seek out the One who knows our significance. After all, He created us.  ..and loves us through and through, through it all. Love changes things. It does. It’s kind of like a light that shines down on the most insignificant, little, teeny-tiny dandelion, and makes it beautifully stand out against a vast field. Yep. Love changes things.

Just a few thankful thoughts after seeing a little dandelion on the side of the road.


Blessings ~


P.S.  It’s a quick, early-Friday-morning “Thankful Thursday” blog. Lots more thoughts  (surprise, surprise!) but gonna end for now. Gotta get ready for school/work. But one more thought…for the people in our lives…maybe one hug, one kind word, one little act of acknowledgement  can make the insignificant feel…not.  Maybe being noticed, shining the light on, per say, can make the feeling of being invisible,… just disappear 🙂  Am thinking so.  Blessings to you and yours today ❤


Give thanks to the God of heaven, for his steadfast love endures forever.”        Psalm 136:26

The LORD your God is in your midst, a mighty one who will save; he will rejoice over you with gladness; he will quiet you by his love; he will exult over you with loud singing.”      Zephaniah 3:17

For God so loved the world, that he gave his only Son, that whoever believes in him should not perish but have eternal life.” John 3:16 

Thankful Thursday


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