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* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * “It’s like I am winding down. And you can’t keep winding down forever without coming to the end,” he told me a few days later.” (Harold Longenecker 12/6/2012) * * * * * * * * * * *…
Dear Readers, Leading up to and during the days after my first knee replacement, August 2014, I kept the above photo in front of me. I suppose you could call this a long-overdue report of what I learned during that experience. You can read a pre-op reflection HERE about how God shows up for earthly…
Dear Reader, thanks for joining me once again as I continue my dialogue with a tree I have been watching grow since the summer of 2017. If you haven’t read the recent posts between me and the Little Growing-out-of-the Rock Tree, start HERE. You’ll likely smile and might even relate as we talk about life…
Dear Reader: You may know I am writing stories, based on questions my family chose from the questions on the StoryWorth site.*One of them, “What was your most favorite job ever?” sparked a series of stories related to the different jobs I have had. This story takes me back to my first job in the…
Dear Reader, in this post I continue my dialogue with a tree I have been watching since the summer of 2017. If you haven’t read my recent post entitled, “Dear Tiny Growing-our-of-the rock Tree, you’ll want to click HERE first. Dear person who sits under the Weeping Willow Tree, So why are you surprised I…
Sometimes thoughts land in my journal, or on my Facebook page, and stay right there. Today I give you three of them all wrapped up in one blog post, “Psalm 27, Sunsets and Trying Harder.”
(from my August 2020 journal) Here you are again in your spot along my lake. How did you get here? Over to the south and up on the bank is a tree with leaves that look much like yours. I wonder if the wind carried one of her seeds to this crack in the rocks?…
“Maylie, what would you like to know about Grandma Carol when she was a little girl?” Without missing a beat she replies, “Did you get splinters?” She’s been telling me about her splinters. It makes sense she wants to know. My current writing project centers around questions my grandchildren and their parents have chosen for…
She gingerly steps out of the shower, reaching for the towel on her side of the towel rod, making sure she does not slip on the wet floor as she dries herself off. She threw the bathroom rug away the weekend her parents came to visit, because experts say throw rugs are one of the…
From my journal May 22, 2020. it is now August 22, 2020 as I write this post. Often over the last three months as confusion reigns in our world, I return to these scenes and remember God is present with me. He is present with you ***** A two week stay-at-home order has turned into…