Category: uncategorized reflections

Its nineteen 19 days post-op (from Knee Replacement Surgery). This is the photo and scripture I keep before me during these days.God does show up in the earthly things. I have learned more about myself and I suspect some of that learning will show up in future posts. God has been with me each step…

“There is no time, no place, no event so earthly that God cannot be there,speaking through them.These moments where earth is crammed with heaven. . .will go unnoticed,unless we realize the meek and the unassuming way that God characteristically comes. Ken Gire, “Windows of the Soul” – Grand Rapids; Zondervan, 1996, p. 44) With this quote…

John 21:9-13 “When they landed, they saw a fire of burning coals there with fish on it, and some bread. Jesus said to them, ‘Bring some of the fish you have just caught.’ Simon Peter climbed aboard and dragged the net ashore. It was full of large fish, 153, but even with so many the…

I Peter 1:18-19  It was not with perishable things such as silver or gold that you were redeemed from the empty way of life handed down to you from your forefathers, but with the preciuos blood of Christ, a lamb without blemish or defect.  All week long I have had this scripture in my concious…

  joining with Diedre Riggs and The Sunday Community     From my August 2008 journal. The truth doesn’t change Just the details! Psalm 63:8 I hold on to you for dear life. And you hold me steady as a post. The Message A random photo while walking a country lane on Saturday. So much…

When we left our son’s home in Pennsylvania on July 18 to travel home to Illinois, I entered the start and destination info into my iphone map And there it was – the overview – a place to start, but hardly helpful for knowing how to get there. There were, however, steps which told me…

It is, what it is. What will be, will be I take comfort in this thought: I serve a good God and a sovereign God who is present in the What is and the What will be.

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…

written during a season of loss in 2006 – 7 months after Gordon died and 3 months after Galen lost his job at the church. My greatest fear – that I would lose the worship choir community which I found to be so life giving for me. I didn’t know how I would survive. Those…