writing when inspired about the often overlooked
Solitude and Silence is a bit more “front and center” in my thinking these days because I am part of a group doing a book study on Invitation to Solitude and Silence by Ruth Haley Barton. Simply “being” with God seems to be a challenge for anyone, but doing it through the grid of ADHD …
I’d forgotten she was coming to her cousin’s basketball game today. But there she is, standing at the foot of the stairs, all smiles stopping to look around like she’s trying to adjust to all the noise and activity before she steps the rest of the way into the gym. She comes right to me…
It is the week after Christmas and the family is visiting Princesses and warriors reign in my house The princesses twirl . . . Smile sweetly . . . and wave their magic wands . . . These pretty poses. Who teaches them these things? Princesses just know . . . They lovingly hug the…
No hesitation No fear Just curiosity about what’s next, While I am always wondering what disaster awaits. Help me to see You as the One who reveals the future as I need to know. Sometimes like today, The knowing in my head has a hard time getting to my heart. I need your help Lord….
written Sept. 2008 during a time when I struggled with fear. This post is part of the process of learning to trust again after the loss of my brother and grieving the earlier losses of two siblings as a child. Even now, three years later, I still struggle at times with fear. What is also true…
I notice the beauty the evergreens from my window freshly decorated with the overnight snow storm. And once again I am irritated by the clutter of telephone pole and wires. What if I could just clear it all away? How it would change the view! Lord, sometimes “telephone poles and lines†get in the way of…
Dear Princess Rosebud, It’s always fun to baby sit for you. Papa Neckie came along tonight. You were having such a good time. And somehow you fell and got a big “goose egg” on your sweet little forehead. And you were Very Sad! You let Mimi hold ice on it for awhile Then needing comfort, you…
Something is different this year! A letter to my brother, Gordon on his birthday… Dear Little Brother, It’s November 8th again, six years since you left us. And as on every anniversary, I release a red balloon for you, for our shared birthstone, a deep garnet. I take my red balloon to the clerk who…
Snow, blue sky, clouds, bare trees. . . I see them from my corner table at the Garden Cafe. The earth is resting. Maybe the earth knows best. Time to be . . . Just a few minutes to accomplish nothing Why does it feel so wasteful? The breaths come further apart Muscles unwind And…
It’s January 6, my brother’s 55th birthday. I’ve been thinking about him a lot today, grateful he was part of my life here on earth. He was and still is part of the weave of my life. I wasn’t planning to go to the lake today, only running out late in the afternoon to pick…