Tag: children

No You Can’t

Learning these days that all the “I can’ts” I’ve often sighed or screamed out are holy ground. The place where God reminds me, again, that I cannot but He can – and, in His time, He will. We’ve grown up in a world of… Continue Reading “No You Can’t”

3 a.m.

I have those nights. Ones where I wake up – wide awake. So comfortable, don’t want to move – but now the brain starts going. I try to remember to ask: “Who do you want me to pray for Lord?” – but sometimes even… Continue Reading “3 a.m.”

Available

Too easy – to be all about self. Pretense that all we’re doing currently prevents us from being able to put ourselves out to add another thing to our schedule. So we drive on by the homeless man, impatiently walk behind the elderly woman,… Continue Reading “Available”

Right Now

Ever driven by a place countless times and not really notice it? Read something and miss the story? Thinking maybe our brains are a bit harried in this fast-paced world. We take in what we think is important, but often miss the good stuff.… Continue Reading “Right Now”

Open Hands

My hands are starting to reveal my age. I can still picture my mother’s hands and I adore my daughter’s hands, beautiful. Their hands and mine have changed countless diapers, cooked countless meals, and wiped up countless spills. They are hands that have cuddled… Continue Reading “Open Hands”

Alive

It is curious that we have managed to confuse what is and isn’t life. Whether something is alive or just a bunch of cells. Seems like many have more regard for a single celled amoeba than they do for a miraculously growing baby. These… Continue Reading “Alive”

Silence…

My husband complains he hears traffic at night even though the highway is a mile or so away. I don’t hear anything at night unless he snores. Our world is noisy. Even in the quietest night, the buzz from electrical appliances and hums from… Continue Reading “Silence…”

Messy

So here’s what makes me crazy – messes. I don’t have a spotless house, especially these days. Four days a week it’s invaded by pattering little feet leaving sticky spots, handprints, and sand everywhere. Seriously, I can’t keep up with the spots on the… Continue Reading “Messy”

So this is Love

The youngest grandson is a bit over one, he’s been slower to warm up to me than the others. But recently, when I enter his home or he comes to mine, he comes running, arms up – and in my embrace, his head buries… Continue Reading “So this is Love”

Together

After a week away from me, my four year old grandson hugged my legs tightly, a week was too long. My closest friend lives across the country, our times together are few, we beg for time to slow down when we get together. Looking… Continue Reading “Together”

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