Silence. With today’s pace of life, perhaps you long for it. Maybe you actively seek it. However, there are times it comes unbidden. Times when we most long to hear something, anything; and are met with silence. Fearing the void we fill this silence with our own noise. Doubt starts in a whisper but quickly…Read more »
Category: Devotionals
Restored
Peter Called from his fishing Just enough faith to leave the ordinary Perhaps curiosity about the man who called him Possibly gnawing discontent with life as it was Maybe an awareness of need and just enough hope this Man could meet his need Broken but willing Lips acknowledged Jesus as God Then cursed, “I know Him not!” Forgiven, he whispers reverently According to…Read more »
For Empty Arms and Breaking Hearts
There was this mother. She carried secret life close to her heart. She dreamed of promise. One day, these dreams had to change. You see, her promise would bud but not flower. With strength of steel this mother dared to love anyway. Life grew, protected within her as shadows darkened above her. Life cries out into the gathering shadows. Mother picks up…Read more »
Chickadee Stew
The kids are back at school, this year, all of them. For the first time in ten years, the house is quiet. Thus, I reflect. Parenting. This life-altering fumble in the dark. This ever-changing minefield of high impact decision-making. In the six or so months since I started this blog, I have attempted to offer…Read more »
Water from The Rock
We live in a desert of troubled times. Death surrounds, mocks, challenges, and for some, even calls. We are thirsty and moan that there is no water to be found. So we hide, we fear, and sometimes we succumb. While deep in our deserts, we may only see rocks; nothing to quench our thirst. The…Read more »
Beautiful In It’s Time?
I didn’t post last week. In typical me fashion, I vacillated between worrying I had let people down, and worrying no one even noticed. I started several posts, but each one felt either artificially cheery or like I was vomiting on a page. Neither rang true. While tired and a little dry, I am not…Read more »
Emancipation
Declaration of Independence The sun shines bright and warm; its rays are unable to penetrate my prison. I crouch in the shadows, held tight in the cold grasp of darkness. Shackled in a prison of despair. Leg irons of expectation immobilize me. As each new demand arises, the chain that tethers me to the fortress of duty, shortens. …Read more »
Full Circle
And the end of all our exploring Will be to arrive where we started And know the place for the first time. – T.S. Eliot In a full circle week, my journey led me back to the place it began. Back to the house I grew up in, to the family from which I came. Time mocks…Read more »
Goodnight, Grandma
Dear Jesus, I’m writing You a letter because today, I really wanted some extra time with my Grandma. I wanted one more chance to sit near her, surrounded by her great cloud of witnesses. In a busy world, there is this nagging ache of loneliness that never really goes away. Yet, in those times gathered around Grandma,…Read more »
In Which I Fear I Will be Raptured from my Bath . . .
As a mother of four, I sometimes need to get creative about carving out time for myself. I admit to hiding my latest book, my iPad, even homework, in the bathroom, then feigning an attack of indigestion all in an effort to have ten minutes of silence. However, any mother of young children knows that…Read more »