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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…
This year I have been feeling disconnected from Easter. Maybe part of it has to do with traveling all month and not being part of Holy Week with our Church Community this year. I think it’s also because it feels like I have lost my spiritual rhythms that used to be so natural for me. …
The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases. Lamentations 3:22 This morning the preacher talked of this steadfast love as we worshiped with our son and his family at their church. We do this occasionally, finding it to be a sweet time. “Steadfast” love speaks of a loyal love full-of-resolve love steadily-directed love A recent…
With signs promising an ocean view, we walked through the pedestrian walkway under US 1 along the coast of California, just south of Big Sur. We weren’t disappointed. A short walk further, then this . . . the breath-taking, make-you-want-to-cry beauty of McWay Falls inaccessible except by kayak. Even now, 12 years later I remember…
Mt. Hood, Oregon Walking a block out to the end of 118th Street from my son’s house,looking east on a clear day, I see the mountain in all her majesty rising high above the horizon. “The mountain is out today,” I happily report to the family as I return from my short walk. What…
Yes, I know it’s Monday, not Sunday and by the time some of you read this it will be Tuesday. But sometimes Monday is the new Sunday around here. Sometimes I’m just not ready to post on a schedule and then on some days, I am not sure I believe what I thought I was…
It is 12:32am November 8th as I write this. In just 6 1/2 hours it will be twelve years since I heard the words, “He’s gone” after waiting and hoping and praying for 32 hours my brother would be found – missing in the Montana mountains on a hunting trip. (I wrote about it HERE: …
This week’s post is Part Two of a three-part series written by me to my children and is a continuation from last week. Go HERE to read “Family Matters: Matters is a Verb, Part 1” if you missed it last week. *********************************************************** Family Reunions were the best part of “going home” when we made our…
Did you know a drop of water reflects and turns an image upside down and backward. It changes the perspective of the light, the image, and the color. So does this clear glass ball which is a part of the lobby window treatment at our favorite Chicago hotel where we were celebrating our 46th anniversary….
This week I am doing something a bit different here on the blog – the first of a three-part series of what I shared with my grown sons and their families about how I was re-reminded a few years ago that Family Matters. I am grateful for my sons and their families who love each other…