writing when inspired about the often overlooked
Today, August 28, 2011, I remember Brenda Jane in my own quiet way, releasing a green balloon into the air on the bluff above Lake Michigan at Ft. Sheridan beach. She would be 51 years old today. Being a tiny premie, she lived only 7 hours. I never knew her. I have no grave to visit only…
Today I read a post by Caleb Wilde a 6th generation funeral director and friend of my son, Todd. I was struck by the truth of his post and I especially like his ending. Thank you Caleb Probably one of the more insensitive things you can say to the bereaved at a funeral is, “I…
Bye Cya August, 2008 it hit me . . . three years ago, this day was the last time I saw my brother. I had asked him to come to Illinois. Mom had been sick that summer; we almost lost her. She was out of the hospital, but still not well enough for me to…
Linking with Diedra Riggs and The Sunday Community Psalm 18:2 You , oh Lord are my rock. my fortress, my deliverer, my God, my strength in whom I will trust. The ground surrounding the rock changes . . . muddy, soft in rain . . . firm in sunshine . . . gives away in…
March 2008 I am in a small group and we are to ponder our answer to Jesus’ question, “What do you really want from me?” I found something I wrote back in February and it captured the essence of what I want right now – God, I need to hear from You . . . sense…
The setting: My son and his wife live in an OLD stone farm house. In the back yard is an old root cellar…. a weird focal point to the back yard. The kids love to climb over it. (for the grandmas reading this, the door is secure!) Tonight it’s back yard Graduation Party for my…
The model airplanes are flying again, diving low, at times skimming the lake and rising again, flipping, rolling, banking to the left and then to the right, at times simply flying through the air. I think of how the safety of the plane depends on the skill of…
( I wrote this last summer, June, 24, 2010) Today I see them . . . the baby ducks. I look for them every year, It’s already June And I have been wondering where they are. Maybe it’s been too cold – Too. . . . . something? And I am surprised by how …
from www.ToddHiestand.com – August 2007 post. Thought provoking and an important concept. August 16, 2007 Tonight, my parents hosted a little get together for all of their friends (many were friends who have known me since I was just a little weasel) to come and welcome Mason into our family. It really was a…
This was written September 17, 2005, about 6 weeks before my brother died. Dear God: The fear that plays around the edges of my heart is that this enjoyment of scripture, this new way of studying Your word will fade away (reading for the pause, writing to You, God and being quiet as I…