Dear Tiny Little Growing-Out-Of-The-Rock Tree: When it’s Hard, Resiliance and Weeping Willow Trees

Dear Reader, Perhaps you have read my recent blog post entitled, “Dear Person who sits under the Weeping Willow Tree.” If not, Click HERE. She and I both are finding the lake to be full of life lessons. You are invited to join us on this discovery. (You can read the beginning of the series…

Towels, Bathroom Rugs, and Getting Older

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…

There’s a Hole In My Bucket (List)

I entered the second half of life with a sturdy bucket load of dreams, brimming with possibilities. In addition, that bucket held the resources I’d need in order to make them happen“things I thought I would do, who I thought I would become, places to which I would travel. Besides the writing classes and conferences…

From Uninvited Guest to Friend

Oh, Hello Grief. Here you are, a little early. Tomorrow would have been my brother’s 56th birthday“ another bittersweet day to celebrate without him. This will be the seventh time since he lost his way in his beloved Montana Mountains and died of hypothermia. I was hoping you wouldn’t show up this year. That’s the…

Finding God in the Goodwill Women’s Bin

Last week I posted at ThePerennialGen.com- sharing how I found God’s provision in the least expected and the most unlikely of places.  He does things like that. I was sitting in my chair mending the lace insets in my bras because I could not afford to buy new ones. Without warning, I burst into tears…

A Prayer for Those in the Second Half of Life

Last Saturday, I was asked to write and give an invocation at the  PerennialGen Workshop in Wheaton, ILwith the theme, “Growing Sage (wise) in the Second Half of Life”. Perhaps you will relate to this prayer I prayed for all of us there that morning. Oh, God, our  help in ages past All the ages…

Three Years Later-Reflections on Losing an Elderly Parent

I was surprised at the feelings then and how it informed my future. Contributing these thoughts to The Perennial Gen website,  where I reflect on the death of my dad three years after his death, (also 4 1/2 years after my mom’s).  I would be interested in the answers to the question posed by the editor as…

Thoughts for A New Year in April

I wrote this December 20 and here it still sits as a draft:) I do things like that. I thought, “I could wait till next December 29 and it would still be true,” but it’s true now April 23, 2018. I suspect some of you may relate to it also. If it does, I’d love…

What Love Is This?

  As I shared yesterday in my Holy Saturday post, I have been feeling disconnected from Easter.  In the past, music and the lyrics spoke to me of God and his love for me. I am no longer directly involved in a worship arts ministry, where each carefully chosen song and its words speak to my heart…