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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…
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…
Early October, 2005, we drive down US1 with dear friends, stopping along the way as we observe the stunning beauty of the northern California coast. This trip provides me with a gift I would need soon. With signs promising an ocean view, we walk through the pedestrian walkway under US 1 along the coast, just…
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 did…
This view while on a retreat weekend led to a dialogue between God and me * * * * * * * * * * God, You want me to go where? Out there? You mean keep walking forward? I can’t see. What if there is a big drop-off out there? An un-scalable mountain range?…
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….