As the poverty rate increases, the political climate tensions, and households everywhere seem whirling in uncertainty, increasingly hard times can leave people paralyzed along seas of desperation. Hearing the world’s birth pains, feeling the contractions of those struggling can overwhelm with guilt-induced deafness when faced with the reality, “We just can save them all.” As a […]
Divide or UNITE? Football style.
Stumbled upon a pastor friend’s Facebook status this morning. Was trying to run out the door. Do Christmas shopping. Grocery shopping. All that kind of shopping that looses it’s fun. Right around this time of year. And of course I made the mistake. Left Facebook open. Beckoning. Calling. Luring me….until I read what I needed to. […]
Soggy Faith. And a Practical Way to Serve. Unseen.
We snuggle in a booth. After twenty years. More in love than ever. Rain slays sheets of regret. Washing away tomorrow. One of those days. All is just right. The light of of new beginnings. Shines bright in hearts fully wanting. And I hear them cheer. Down center. From the bar, a little too near. Tipsy […]
The Million Dollar Question about UNITY.
“How do you really get outside the circle and reach? “ That was the question from a fellow blogger I love and respect. And there it sat. Glaring at me. A nagging feeling that says…. Dust ridden answers are not enough. Words without living the message…..Useless. Husband asking me the other day…. What was it […]
Ponderings from the Pond: The Dance of Creation.
Sitting. Like a gentle rain on a cold December day. I feel it…. Washing over me. Surfacing from a place, I didn’t know existed … Fear. Worry. Anxiety. A list of impurities. This camel back believer. Unaware. Unnecessarily carrying. Leaving. By the washing of His presence. Though…I did nothing. No more than enter. His Secret Place. […]
When Storm’s Rise. Where Big Meaning is found in Small Words. And a Children’s Story.
Some days. Big words don’t flatter. Like at 6:00 a.m. Three girls. With three different problems. Needing coddling. And talking. While, stomach refuses coffee. Some days. The King James Version, sounds like Greek and Hebrew. More than English. Brain fogged with counseling. And phone calls. And court dates for kids that keep on needing…. So much. […]