Stubborn Little Hyacinth

Stubborn Little Hyacinth Peeking through the soil Resilient little perennial It’s been a year of toil Yes it may show up in the blooms This year, so scant and slight But beautiful little Hyacinth You made it to the light!! (And that was no small fight!) Stubborn little Hyacinth I feel a bit like you Am hopeful that the resilient beauty I’ll see in me like I see it in you. Beautiful, Lovely Hyacinth What a gift you are toRead more
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…beckoning the wind…

“What wings are to a bird, and sails to a ship, so is prayer to the soul.” Corrie ten Boom prayer keeps us grounded…. …and hopeful at the same time. Prayer helps us to be open to  God’s leading and direction when there are lots of ways we could go and paths we could choose… prayer refreshes… and gives a sense of peace Prayer is a discipline…a not always easy choice that grants power and peace all at the sameRead more

Thankful Thursday

So, it’s been a sweet week. Last Friday morning started with dropping Tanner and his friend off at his ‘Young Life’ ‘Brojangles’ breakfast at 7 a.m.  It’s not always easy rushing out the door that early, but there are definite perks. Like this view… At school, for our last Friday before the 3 week break (YAHOO!!!), I had coffee and emergency chocolate on hand. It came in handy. Full day. Oh, and Hope must’ve known that it’d be super fullRead more

Wordless Wednesday

Wordless Wednesday Sorry …adding a few words to ‘Wordless Wednesday’… In a world that clamors and stammers and hammers its own…am thinking it’s a good thing to…keep a quiet heart. It’s a good thing to step back and process. It’s a good thing to kneel down and pray and …keep eyes and heart focused and centered. It’s a good thing to hold what we know to be true. “Love justice. Love mercy. Walk humbly with thy God.” Micah 6:8 P.S.  I’mRead more
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… a few thoughts on peace…

Peace can look like quiet waters, a river flowing gently. So often, peace is equated with stillness, quiet, solitude.  I know I feel such a sense of peace and solitude when walking on the river’s edge after a long day.  The quiet waters, the sun shining, the path with sounds of life all around, but none too prevalent…it’s all a picture of peace. But sometimes, the quiet, the solitude, the lack of churning of the water…can lead to…muck. I heardRead more