Tag: comfort

Waiting Place

We often find ourselves in the waiting place. Waiting for a new job, a mending of a relationship, waiting for a diagnosis, a cure, a break from the hard stuff, relief in pain. Have you ever heard of Abide Meditations? Scripture-filled short and long… Continue Reading “Waiting Place”

Counted

Time to work my way out of all that has silenced me the past few weeks. Only one way I know of: list the blessings. When I am lost in all that is wrong, first I hear my mother’s voice: ‘Count your blessings, not… Continue Reading “Counted”

What we need to: hear

I’m a words person. Years ago, Gary Smalley wrote the 5 Love Languages; mine is words. Flowers don’t do it. Gifts are ok. But a card with love words and additional handwritten sentiment, that’s what means the most to me. Our voice isn’t just… Continue Reading “What we need to: hear”

Be Quiet

Quiet, very few days are quiet around here (especially lately with some major tree trimming). The sky is clear blue and a soft breeze tickles limbs with green shoots appearing. In Florida, spring is underway. A theme I find in various places throughout the… Continue Reading “Be Quiet”

Planner

Sometimes things don’t go according to MY plan. How about you? I’m a planner – details, times, etc. I’m thinking that may be the problem (grin). That’s called control. Well, for me, it’s sanity. But others, and this world, don’t seem to think my… Continue Reading “Planner”

I Remember

Ever fill out one of those surveys that asks: do you feel the amount of information available via the internet is too much, just enough, not enough? ‘Too much’ is the answer every time. Our brains have great capacity, but seriously, a myriad of… Continue Reading “I Remember”

Delay Tactics

Greatest delay tactics I’ve ever seen are those from the under five group. Best witnessed when it’s nap time or bed time. One more story, one more drink of water, few more minutes rocking, night light on – no off – no on, and… Continue Reading “Delay Tactics”

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”

Above All

This year Christmas feels like a welcome breath of air, a sweet sound of peace, a deep sense of comfort. Perhaps things not being the same (normal) for months now is bringing about a desire for what is real and lasting. Although we long… Continue Reading “Above All”

Get Up…

Sometimes sleeping til the alarm clock goes off just doesn’t happen. Usually I’ll lay there trying to find my way back to dreamland. Lately I just give up and get up. I’m thinking it’s a wake-up call and I’m finding the Caller knows what… Continue Reading “Get Up…”

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