Hydrangeas and Amarylis

It's the wrong time of year for a Christmas Amaryllis And it's the wrong time of year for a Christmas JOY ornament But God knows when HIS SEASONS are ripe for Harvest. My friend (thank you, Mary) gave me this Christmas Amaryllis Bulb several years ago. I followed her instructions, but no bloom stalk … Continue reading Hydrangeas and Amarylis →

The Boundary Lines have Fallen

Community. . . The Body of Christ. . . Bear one anothers burdens, and so fulfill the law of Christ. (Galations 6:2) . . . Because He told us that HIS yoke is easy and HIS burden is light, why is it so confusing to us, this burden-bearing-process? Why do those burdens … Continue reading The Boundary Lines have Fallen →

The Walls of Winter

"In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer." --Albert Camus Standing outside, feeling the sun warm my winter-weary soul today, I almost cried as I tasted the air of spring on my tongue. What does winter taste like? I never realized that I would … Continue reading The Walls of Winter →

Retreat: Resting with Jesus

. . . I am a rag doll washed up on the shore of a distant island . . . "Could it be that you have been brought here, to this place, as a kind of retreat?" It's the latest question my Counselor asked of me. But this retreat has a shameful feeling to me … Continue reading Retreat: Resting with Jesus →

Still Small Voice of Peace

"I will hear what God the Lord will speak: for He will speak peace unto His people."— Psalm 85:8. There is a voice, " a still, small voice " of love.. Heard from above; But not amidst the din of earthly sounds, Which here confounds; By those withdrawn apart it best … Continue reading Still Small Voice of Peace →

Birthed into a Living Hope

"Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ! In his great mercy he has given us new birth into a living hope through the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead." I Peter 1:3 --Living Hope-- I am holding onto that Hope. Because, while I had WONDERFUL … Continue reading Birthed into a Living Hope →

Brokenness into Birthing

The wind was howling And my husband was snoring And it was one of those pain-filled-lying-awake-kind-of-nights. But yet there was a difference this time. Traveling along this road of brokenness, I am falling onto the comfort where Jesus has been waiting for me. My last post shared about the truce with my body, and … Continue reading Brokenness into Birthing →

Body and Soul: A Truce

"Roll thy cares, and thyself with them, as one burden all on thy God." --R. Leighton "Whatever the care which breaks thy rest, Whatever the wish that swells thy breast, Spread before God that wish that care, And change anxiety to prayer." --Anon. The care that breaks my rest? The anxiety that storms … Continue reading Body and Soul: A Truce →

Wounded for my Healing

Shuffling, re-organizing, simplifying, stripping away the old. All the right words to be passed at the table during this Spring-Cleaning-Time-Of-Year. And, wow, was I on it! I may not have had the energy or strength to strip the paint, but I sure cleaned out the old notebooks left over from Homeschooling Days! (It's been a decade since … Continue reading Wounded for my Healing →

The Cross Cuts Through

"Love divine has seen and counted Every tear it caused to fall And the storm which love appointed Was its choicest gift of all" --Anonymous When I delight in the day, when I take joy in my moments, I can see His hand in everything. Love brought me here. So when the future stretches before … Continue reading The Cross Cuts Through →