Broken Together. A Love Story. And a 20 Year Letter of Thanks.

I was cynical of love. I was a cynic of a lot of things. I had closed off my heart. Living a reckless life. And isn’t it when eyes are most blind. When darkness prevails. That the slant of new light….shines most clear.  Finding hope in the night? Yes, I wasn’t looking for love.  I wasn’t looking for […]

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Three Words Guaranteed To Change Your Life

Why is life so hard sometimes?  Treading along the pathway, looking down. Searching for hope in the world.  Around us. Fighting fear.  Blind with dread.  Struggling for hope.  Reasoning our life.  Our situations.  Our circumstances in our heads. I am…it seems.  We live.  As if Jesus is still dead.   And the hope we once had. […]

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When A Stranger Captures Me. Homeless.

I can’t get him out of my head.  A sunken feeling.  Leaves me breathless. From his image. We pass.  The world dances.  All around. And he sleeps.  As if…. An invisible species.  Many not thinking.  Worth redeeming.  Or feeding…..for that matter. And my husband asks, “Why”….”Why does he capture you so?” And my lips move voluntarily….as […]

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One Minute Can Change Everything!

One minute.  Crowds cheering. Daughter rides peering.  Sitting on a convertible.  Waving to the crowds. Homecoming.  Princess. A little more than twelve hours later.  8: 50 a.m. in the morning.  Driving to Jazz Choir.  To sing the National Anthem. Turns out onto a busy street.  Gets swiped by a large truck.  Spins wildly. Out of control. […]

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Ponderings from the Pond 5: Empty

This time it’s strange. Normally. I feel suffocated.  Go outside. To breath.  Feel alive again.  Go out empty. Needing filling. But, this day, I stroll outside.  Man made walls. With both hands full. Not empty. Camera in one hand. Disappointment in the other. Waking up to.  Coffee creamer.  Non-existent. Settling.  With Chai Tea and light Vanilla Soy Milk. […]

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When You Can’t Sleep. And Prayers Aren’t Enough.

A cock-a-doodle do reminds me that morning is coming. Sun peering over the horizon. Barely. And I cannot sleep. It’s my teen.  I worry.  And I think about her far too much. And to be honest.  It is tough.  Taking each child.  Each moment.  Each hour.  And trusting. Placing them carefully, wholeheartedly, intentionally…..in God’s hands. Yet, […]

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