Prayer has been both my first response and my last resort. It has been the thread of sanity through difficult seasons. The words that put me back to sleep during a restless night. Prayer is the ending of long days The blessing offered with my children at night. The quiet of the morning and the… Continue reading Prayer Is…
I’m so busy wanting small things to make life easier, and God is telling me to ask for big things that make life extraordinary.
He doesn’t love us in spite of who we are…He loves us as we are…His precious children. His dear ones. The apples of His eye. Chosen by Him for Him.
He is continually holding my face in His gentle hands and pulling my eyes to His and reminding me once again that the only true peace is found in Him. Nothing else.
May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace in believing, so that by the power of the Holy Spirit you may abound in hope. Romans 15:13 This morning barking dogs disturbed my semi-peaceful slumber…at 4:15 am. Sometimes I wonder why sleep remains so elusive for me. I found myself asking God,… Continue reading Grateful and (a little) Stressed
I often think about my life and wonder why I haven’t been blessed with a Jane Austenish peaceful life. You know sitting in a quiet room reading Shakespeare sonnets, writing letters, or sewing doilies and such… waiting for my tea and cucumber sandwiches to be delivered. Instead of sitting daintily on my lounging couch, I’m… Continue reading When You Don’t Know What to Do
I’m a picture person. A visual learner. I understand things better if I can get a picture of it in my head. Today God gave me quite a profound picture. I was reading Matthew 4:18-22. It’s the passage where Jesus invites Peter and Andrew to join Him. The whole scene played out so vividly in… Continue reading Waiting with Peaceful Expectation
A while ago I wrote a blog where I mentioned my expectations of perfection. At the time it garnered a fair amount of conversation. Apparently, others see this propensity in me as well. And, although I now see it very clearly, I’m still unsure of how to change it because I’m not sure where to… Continue reading Perfect…Just Perfect
Around 9 years ago I became a single parent to my five beautiful children. About the same time, I started writing. Although I’ve always been a writer in my own way – journaling, making notes, jotting down thoughts here and there. As a teenager, I even wrote a few poems although those might never see… Continue reading A Common Theme
Hope. Such a beautiful word. In it is bound up all that is good in our perspective and all that we have to look forward to in our lives. It is spoken concerning the smallest of things, “I hope I remember where I put that”, to the big life-changing desires we hold, “I hope I… Continue reading Hope?