Poetry and the Stillness of LIfe

I awoke early this morning, waiting for the new arrival of our youngest Grandbaby, and my heart was filled with so many emotions. Too full for expression evenSo I looked over at Ronovan Hester's site to see if he had posted the prompts for this week for his poetry challenge issued at #RonovanWrites, where the charge is … Continue reading Poetry and the Stillness of LIfe →

The Stillness of Poetry, Part 2

"Be Thou my Sun, my selfishness destroy,Thy atmosphere of Love be all my joy;Thy Presence be my sunshine ever bright,My soul the little mote that lives but in Thy light."--Gerhard TersteegenOn such a day as this, with our Land facing such inner turmoil, my own heart is choosing to look up,to remain in that place ofStillness … Continue reading The Stillness of Poetry, Part 2 →

The Holiness of Grace

Some days breakfast with your devotions is a great idea. Other days, not so much. Especially if the devotions you are reading are on your tablet, and the phone rings, and your oatmeal . . . well, you get the picture. Thankfully my keyboard has dried out enough that only a couple keys still remain … Continue reading The Holiness of Grace →

The Stillness of Poetry

"Sun of my soul, thou Savior dear,it is not night if thou be near:O may no earth-born cloud ariseto hide thee from thy servant's eyes."--John Keble What is it about poetry that causes my mind to stop its whirling spinning and to hear with my heart? In the same way that music goes to a deeper … Continue reading The Stillness of Poetry →

Stillness

I sat on the bridgestill as a stoneAnd watched the fishdarting and dashingunder the rocksand into the shadows. And my heart felt as one knew the quiverthat a stirring in the watercould bring. Two and a half years ago, when my man and I walked to that bridge, I did not realize that I had already begun this … Continue reading Stillness →

Indigo

It should be no surprise that I've decorated for Christmas using the color Blue.My rooms are full of blueyear longand every season.But this year, Blue,INDIGO,has taken on a deeper meaning,as I've looked at the Shepherds,and felt the night watcheslike never before. Are you a blue person? I think there are some of us who choosethe … Continue reading Indigo →

Hands

There it was again, that old familiar wake-up call: a wave of nausea followed by a jolt of pain and then the rush of anxiety. This journey through RA/Fibromyalgia has left me well acquainted with the Night Watches of Anxiety. But this time, a word followed closely on the heels of the normal rush: HANDS, … Continue reading Hands →

Stillness

The Stillness of the first Snow ushers in the Pause,The Pause of Advent, When waiting hovers all aroundAnd Mystery calls out to me. Yesterday I read the words of Bonnie Gray, The Faith Barista, again, and remembered my first weeks as a blogger, when she began her #OneWordLent series. Only now, the months have passed, and she invited us … Continue reading Stillness →

A Lasting Inheritance

Today would have been my Father's 95th Birthday.Already, he's been gone to Heaven for 20 years,and my Mother joined him there 7 years ago.There are days still, when it feels like I could pick up the phoneand hear their voiceschecking in on my day, and my home here.But their HOME has become so much … Continue reading A Lasting Inheritance →

The Joy of Consolation

When anxiety was great within me, your consolation brought me joy.Psalm 94:19, NIV What do you do when your heart tremblesunder a load of anxiety?Do you have a word that soothesor a song that comforts?I have a treasure chest fullthat measures an abundance of JOYjust waiting for me.Sometimes easily forgotten, one simple thoughtcan take me down the paththat will open … Continue reading The Joy of Consolation →