writing when inspired about the often overlooked
After the first anniversary of my brother Gordon’s death, I wrote about the things I needed through that first year. (read “To Those Who Would Comfort Me, Part 1,” HERE) The following piece is from a Sept. 2010 entry in my journal as I was approaching the 5th anniversary of his death . (If you do not know…
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.
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 …
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…