Sharing: Lifting Shame in Our Praying

Anxiety and Shame in Chronic Illness The day was sunny and beautiful as we drove into the parking lot, but I did not feel much beauty in my heart. In fact, sudden tears rose unbidden to the surface as the medical center came into view. I had been to this same parking lot many times … Continue reading Sharing: Lifting Shame in Our Praying

Touch: When God Steps In

As I have been reading Michele Cushatt's latest book, Relentless, a question arose this week that left my heart uncovered and bare: Where have you seen the touch of God, this incarnate God coming to earth, through the touch of others in your life through the years? A poem was stirred as I remembered ... … Continue reading Touch: When God Steps In

Sharing: This Light and Momentary Pain

Grace In Snow On this pathway tread with pain Lord have mercy Lord be kind I offer my words shed with tears Lord have mercy Lord be kind He receives my thoughts covered in weakness He has such mercy His is so kind --bg A few weeks ago my friend Mandy, from Mandy and Michele, … Continue reading Sharing: This Light and Momentary Pain

Step-by-Step: Walking in Line

Cadence Step by step rhythm Flowed around me I was floundering Flipping Feet-tripping Marching Band season Called me joining I was engaging Entrancing Heart-lifting The years tick-tocked Music and rhythm I finally was moving Marching Mind-dancing And the Spirit breathed Wind of God I was stepping Soaring Soul-syncing Holy Spirit carry me Step by step … Continue reading Step-by-Step: Walking in Line

Simple Gratitude

My plans for "Thanksgiving" had loomed large before me this fall. Appointments with Specialists with the accompanying tests and procedures did little to alleviate the weakness that had become all too familiar. How could I celebrate Thanksgiving with my family, and more importantly, how could I celebrate the gift of being thankful when I felt … Continue reading Simple Gratitude

A Spring Never Failing

    (photo taken at Como Park Conservatory, St. Paul, MN, 2014)   The therapist pushed gently on my back and at the same time rested her hand above my heart.  And I heard the Lord ask me to give Him my heart.  Like Peter, I was hurt by the question. "Lord, you know I … Continue reading A Spring Never Failing

A gift of waiting part 2

  The days of waiting continue.   The burdens for those I love grow heavier. The withdrawal from the Prednisone grows harder to bear in my body. And the cry for "Mercy, Lord Jesus!" echoes in my heart today with these simple words.     Thick rustles cover song almost breathing but tendril was sweet … Continue reading A gift of waiting part 2