a few thoughts on listening…

As I left work and walked into the empty parking lot, it felt like my car was miles away. It was the only one left in the parking lot (again) as everyone had already gone home. I was carrying a box of things to work on this weekend and felt the weight with each step. This wasn’t the usual TGIF with all the happy feels. Nope. I was feeling really weighed down. But it wasn’t about the box. Nope, theRead more

a few thoughts on…the red white and blue

Red. White. Blue. Red– for the passion that spurred the vision for men and women to  start a country where “all men are created equal”, for the blood that was spilled in the past, the blood being spilled now, and the blood to be spilled in the future for the truth that freedom comes with a cost, and we are so blessed to have those who are willing to fight for freedom. “We hold these truths to be self-evident, that allRead more

a few thoughts on…

“So you, by the help of your God, return. Observe mercy and justice.  And wait on your God continually.” Hosea 12:6 A few thoughts on Hosea 12:6… “So you”…..yes, you ❤ “by the help of your God, return.”  It doesn’t say just turn, return. Nope. It says, BY THE HElP OF YOUR GOD return.  Even in that, He grants help to those who ask Him for it. I love that. “Observe mercy and justice.”  Observe–study, watch—not merely glance at orRead more

deeper still

Was praying tonight and found myself drawn to a quote my friend said the other day.  I had asked her for prayer for another friend who was facing a huge challenge, a pit, if you will. She texted back “there is no pit so deep, God’s love is not deeper still. ” It’s a quote by Corrie ten boom. As a holocaust survivor, Corrie knew a thing or two about pits. She knew about darkness and despair. She also knewRead more

“whatever happens…”

“Whatever happens…” I have been camping out in the book of Philippians a lot over the past two months. There are some really good verses about thinking on what’s true, and praying through, and knowing that all that is not in my hands or control is in God’s. I’ve needed lots of reminders and have kept it simple by going there to that short book in the Bible when I needed those reminders. I’ve read this small encouraging book (onlyRead more

because he couldn’t breathe

I can’t sleep…. because he couldn’t breathe. And because he wasn’t allowed to take a breath, a heavy, dark cloud settles on all of us, all of society. It makes it hard for all of us to b r e a t h e . But at least we get the chance to try. He begged for his last breath….and was denied. and now, so many can’t breathe– Shock can do that to you. So can fear. So can anger.Read more

…a few thoughts on wisteria…

As I stepped out of the car this morning to deliver something, I knew it was there even though I couldn’t see it. The scent was so strong and I knew I’d see it. I turned around, and there it was—Wisteria blooms swaying in the breeze. I knew I’d be seeing these beautiful blooms soon. On Friday, I saw the hint of purple in wisteria vines by the school where I work. There were also traces of the light purpleRead more

knocking on our doors…

Sometimes the gift of amazing opportunity comes knocking on our doors in ways we’d never choose. Am thinking this might just be one of those times. Please listen to the little discussion by Mike Smith. Full of such good reminders for what we’re facing these days.  I tried, but can’t share it on WordPress for some reason, but  if you search Vimeo for Mike Smith’s “Rooted in Love” , you’ll find it. ❤ #pray     #speak      #lovewell  #read Read more

…a few thoughts on being careful…

On my way to work, I always drive by a little abandoned home. The other day, I smiled as I noticed a sweet little clump of daffodils in the middle of the tall grass. It stood out and reminded me, that in the midst of all the craziness going on now in our world with shut downs and health and financial crises, well, there was still new life, still beauty, still some normal things that weren’t being stopped or shutRead more

spilled milk

So it was 7:40 in the morning and students were filing into the school after eating breakfast in the cafeteria. In peeks a little girl with a sad look on her face who says, “Do you know where Mrs. C is?” I said I didn’t but I could help her find her. (She was looking for the school social worker for help with getting some clean clothes). “I spilled milk all over me,” she says. I said, “I can seeRead more