writing when inspired about the often overlooked
Here is where I spend lots of hours – 5 minutes from my house
Last week we were in PA for my Mother-in-law’s memorial service. My aunt (my mother’s 90 year old sister) who came to the memorial service of her long time friend, stepped out of the car, lost her balance, fell backwards and died 7 hours later. Â The day after we got home, I went over to…
Yesterday the gentle breeze blew the ripples to the northeast. Today the wind blows the waves to the southeast. Lord, let my life to be like the waves responsive to the wind of your Holy Spirit “blowing” in the direction you have for me. For  “You know my path.” Psalm 143:2
The Lake is thirsty. It has been thirsty for days. Dry, brown, lifeless grass lines it banks, And then I notice, the grass close to the source of water still shows signs of life. With the exception of a few green things growing along the edge Signs of life are slowly disappearing reminding me of…
A large 18 wheeler with a yellow cab catches my eye . . . part of the busy traffic this morning across the lake. and I think. . . . what if it was a VW pulling the load… Lord, I don’t want to be a VW trying to pull a load you did not…
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 …
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…
January 6, 2012 – 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 Lake Opeka today, only running out late afternoon to pick up…
This morning I am stopped by the quiet beauty of gray clouds and a thin sliver of pastel blue sky lining the horizon across the frozen snow-covered lake. What is it that makes me stop at the sight? get a lump in my throat? What is so unusual about a cloudy morning after a snowstorm…
LORD, Driving past the Lake today I notice a traffic control tower. I’ve never seen it before, but I see it now because the trees’s are “empty,” stripped of their leaves. Sort of like my life. . . When the “leaves” of my life are stripped away when I am “empty” I see you more…
October 27, 2011 LORD: Sometimes your beauty overwhelms my senses.. Like this evening . . . . What is it that captures my attention . . . makes me run back to the car for my camera? I need to stop and pay attention. It’s the sun that creates the unusual beauty this evening Without…