They say he is “just a man”, sandals drifting through the sand. Calloused feet, well warn hands. I travel with Him long and wide. The scoffers hide in the shadows of him speaking; dissecting, claiming discernment. But I can’t blame them…they haven’t seen what I have seen. His words dance out in melodic rhythm; His eyes […]
Pressing Forward Through the Sting of Loss
He giggles upstairs. Him and the daughter who sat, distraught on a bench with me many weeks ago. (See story below) A dark skinned boy his age, sits cardboard-like, on my eighteen year-old’s night stand. “Whose that?” I peek my head around the corner, and two children, eighteen and five, face each other, half curled up, […]
Are You Shrinking Back, Or Taking the Land?
Ever wake one day and something you treasured deeply was gone…just gone? My ninety-year-old great-aunt bought property in Florida, decades ago. She lived where it was open, remote, free. But before long, she heard reports of a “bad community of people” living deep behind the woods that lined her property. At night their thumping music echoed […]
This Isn’t the Post I Planned to Write
O.k. So, I am just going to be candid here. I actually had two other posts juggling about, wondering which one to post today. But then I sat down and did devotions. And for some reason, time with God always redirects our focus. It was then, I was stopped by the goodness of His mercies. It […]
A Prayer – Don’t Let Me Slip
Oh God, we come to you today as needy! We come in weakness, confessing we have no strength. We are like pilgrimagers, sojourners, plowing away through this toil in hopes to find you. And why is it easier to look for you in places and other people…than to close our eyes, be still, and absorb your […]
Have You Failed at Gluing Yourself Back Together? UNITE Link Party
I heard it crash. One of those mother-moments when you know you could either “get loud”, or “get lower”. I chose “lower still”, tip toeing into the entry hall, finding one of my photos of my nieces and both my daughters shattered on the floor. I pick up the frame, not saying a word. Hearing my […]