Back On Our Feet

“I found him in bed when I came to visit this morning.” Kathy, my dad’s case manager was on the phone, calling from his apartment during her once-a-month visit. “Usually he is downstairs waiting for me. I think he may have broken his hip when he stumbled and fell  in his room this morning.” It’s…

One Generation to Another

Psalm 145:4 Generation after generationstands in awe of your work;each one tells storiesof your mighty acts. This we will do. It is up to us now to tell of God’s mighty acts. Papa Neckie, as he is affectionately known by his Great Granddaughters has now joined Great Grandma in heaven.They are no longer here to…

The Year Easter Found me (When I Thought I Had Lost It)

Sitting here at the 10:15 service on Easter morning, the last “event” in the Easter Week Celebration at our ‘newish” church (Life on the Vine Christian Community), I feel like I’ve lost Easter again this year. I did put on a spring dress this morninb, green for new life. It’s the least I can do….

“Come To Me LORD.”

Written May 12, 2013 Come to me Lord, I will not speculate how. Come to me Lord,  come any way, come now. George McDonald, Diary for an old Soul With these words the liturgist leads us into the silence that begins our Sunday Morning Gathering at our church. * * * Dad has been home…

Rest for the Mind and comfort

August 2009:  I am exhausted, in need of comfort, having spent the past two months intensely caring for mom and dad.  At last,  a chance to get away for a few quiet days at our favorite place.  Christmas Mountain, Wisconsin I’ll  catch up, process, plan, get organized.  As I share with Galen how exhausted I…