Tag: Father
What’s Ahead?
Truth? For everyone who ever has, is, or will walk this earth – nothing is static. Life changes – sometimes gradually, sometimes in an instant. About two thousand years ago Jesus’ cousin John was born. His papa hadn’t been able to speak since learning… Continue Reading “What’s Ahead?”
Can You Believe It?
Oh to be childlike – laying on the grass watching clouds float away, to see a lizard and not understand why you can’t catch it, to read just one more story – and not think about time. Seems like one day melts into another… Continue Reading “Can You Believe It?”
This Day…
Sometimes loved ones are just too far away. Maybe no longer here on earth. Maybe living more than a short car ride away. Maybe separated by walls put up with harsh words. Every now and then I catch the scent of my mom (a… Continue Reading “This Day…”
Treasure…
Wish I could freeze time – little feet that toddle, bright eyes seeing all as new – a grandson. I wanted to freeze time with all my children, but it marched on. And here I am, Maam Maam to a little one who finds… Continue Reading “Treasure…”
You’re Surrounded…
Sometimes just need to be held? I know, me too. My seven month old grandson too. He’ll play, then turn and see me, and crawl right up lifting little arms. Bet God wishes that’s what we would do – when we wonder what to… Continue Reading “You’re Surrounded…”
Comin’ Home…
Mom… she always said ‘Come home anytime’. When I would get a date on the calendar I always called and said ‘I’m comin’ home’. Home was not the house I grew up in, as we moved many times during my childhood. And home wasn’t a place where she… Continue Reading “Comin’ Home…”
Strong In…
A hurting world cries out ‘where is justice’ ‘where is relief’ ‘where is help’? A son kills his father, policemen fear for their lives along with those they defend – and locked doors don’t protect. Rioters in the streets and rich young sports figures question what… Continue Reading “Strong In…”
Hope for the Fidgeter…
When I sit, my leg is swinging or my toe is tapping. It’s not a matter of impatience or boredom. It’s that inner fidgeter saying ‘What’s next?’ ‘Shouldn’t you be doing something?’ Lately I’ve been reading about happiness – seemingly one of the authors had… Continue Reading “Hope for the Fidgeter…”
Night Light…
Ever turn out the lights at one end of the house only to realize one isn’t on in the bedroom where you were headed? Sometimes I try to just walk through the dark (slowly) and find my way – sometimes I flick back… Continue Reading “Night Light…”
Partly Sunny…
I’ve decided the weather anchors shouldn’t say ‘partly cloudy’. Why not partly sunny? Instead of chances of rain, what about the chances of sun? It’s all how we look at it. The Father calls us to be light, to bring light to dark… Continue Reading “Partly Sunny…”
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