…a few thoughts on wild roses…

I kind of like wild roses. They aren’t perfect. Wild roses  can be unruly and pop up in unexpected places. They bloom where they are planted. They are alive. Sure, they have thorns. But they have beauty.  They have beauty that is seen, and even if you don’t see them, their aroma can let you know that they are there and draw your eye to them. They aren’t a staged centerpiece, but a living organism that lives and blooms andRead more

…for today…

I’ve been making bird feeders again.  “For today” feeders is what I like to call them.  And here’s why…  In the past year, the phrase “for today” has become one of my favorite, favorite phrases. I’ve always appreciated the saying of “One Day At a Time. This quickly became, “one moment at a time” when I was a young mom to more little ones than my arms could hold.  (Our third son was born when our oldest was 2…and by the time ourRead more

…like water…

I don’t usually repost things I’ve written, but last night and today have been thinking on this poem so much….and the concept….that sometimes answered prayer comes as gentle rain and sometimes it comes as a violent storm.  I’m aware of so many praying for loved ones, and just wanted to share this with hopes to encourage some of you all to not fear the “storms”…because sometimes that’s exactly what it takes for change…the very change we’re praying for might just inRead more

…like water…

I wish that a gently falling rain Could quietly wash away your pain And leave a newness and relief A renewal, deep sense of peace Wish that as water rinses clean You’d just be washed and yes, redeemed Wish that a gently falling rain Was merely all that it would take But how this pain seeps deep within And takes root, this hold, this sin It lingers, grows, and goes beyond The surface, and takes hold, a  hold so strongRead more