Love is a Song
There’s nothing more beautiful than the blend of mathematics, emotions, melodies, harmonies, and instruments (vocal and otherwise) that is the gift of song. I do not share in that gift. Both of my parents studied music in college, sing and play instruments. I did not inherit this gift, but I appreciate its imperceptible ability to sway the human spirit.
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Our lives overload us with a problem of ‘too’. We’re overwhelmed with too many choices, too many distractions, leaving us with too little time. Continue reading Be Still and Know
I have taken some time to read three books recently that have helped shed light on my current struggles. That’s not generally something I do. Usually I use books a means to learn something or entertain myself. But these three books have really been helpful for me. Continue reading “Oodles of Books, December Playlist”
2 years. Maybe this wasn’t what God had planned for us. Several doctor’s appointments, medication prescribed and taken, and no announcement. Damaris and I were feeling discouraged. We were on the verge of giving up. And then we decided over the Christmas season that we were going to let God do what He wanted; His plans were going to proceed without us forcing it. Continue reading “Thankful Day 03”
My friend, Juliette, challenged me to a month of thankfulness, and so I thought that I would write about that here. So now that Inktober is over, let the #thirtydaysofthanksgiving begin!
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Pain doesn’t mean you are doing something wrong; it means you are living. Bad things happen and not always because you did something to ‘earn’ it. Continue reading “The Mysteries of Suffering and Pain”
Running a hundred miles an hour and my brain doesnʼt sleep. Two years of anxiety and 6 months of hell. My throat closes, I canʼt speak and all I can say is why? Why now? What is my lesson? Maybe there is no lesson to learn, maybe itʼs just that Iʼm not who I thought I was called to be. Maybe itʼs time to quit! … Continue reading Honesty is Vulnerability is Recovery is Purpose
I was trying to get my daughter ready for church this past Sunday morning, and she was being fairly cooperative. That is, until I tried to put her pants on. She and I both suffer from what I like to call sweet skin. Mosquitoes love us for some reason. And she had a large bite on her heel that she was feverishly scratching. It … Continue reading The More We Scratch, The More We Itch
God is there in our mess. He’s not afraid of the crap we’ve made of ourselves. He doesn’t balk at a little dirty work. He sits in the flower bed, planting the seeds, pulling the weeds, removing the pests, and watering his creation. He prunes the excess. He shapes the vines. He watches his work bloom. And out of the mess comes something new. Something … Continue reading God is in the Mess