Tag: Holy Spirit

Finished

I’m either hot or cold when it comes to completing a project. When it goes well, I tend to go all in and work at it til it’s done. But if there are issues, if it’s not turning out right, if it’s taking too… Continue Reading “Finished”

Power

All the world is focused on Ukraine. What’s next? How long? Why? “Leaders” of nations play power games to see who has what territory, control of their citizens, and the next photo op. All under the illusion that they have power. As though they… Continue Reading “Power”

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”

On Anxiety

Maybe you, like me, have experienced those moments. The ones where deep breaths seem illusive. That feeling like something’s wrong – but what? Or anything? In the world we’re living in maybe it’s not as rare as I think. But it’s not good for… Continue Reading “On Anxiety”

All I Want

So, what do you want for Christmas? The annual question. I hear lots of different answers – most of the grown-up responses begin with ‘All I want (fill in the blank)’. Then wrapped in shiny paper or draped with a big bow, voila. No… Continue Reading “All I Want”

Revolution

Today I am watching an everchanging landscape – mountains disappear and reappear as Smoky Mountain mist twirls up from the ground and descends from the clouds. It’s peaceful. A beautiful mystery of creation that at once enshrouds and then lays bare a beautiful landscape.… Continue Reading “Revolution”

How Many Tears

Kitty got old; his heart gave out – at least the pumping of it. His heart for us was true to the end, purring and loving me like he had from the time we got him from the “homeless shelter”. The day was spent… Continue Reading “How Many Tears”

Uncomfortable

A storm was gathering – as is often the case on a humid south Florida afternoon. I went outside to listen as the thunder gathered – my mood was similar. I was in a waiting time, for a phone call, knowing it wouldn’t be… Continue Reading “Uncomfortable”

Get Close

Sometimes my grandsons just have to touch me. We can be playing trucks or train and suddenly my big-for-his-age four year old is in my lap, my growing-too-big two year old is putting my arm around him, and my too-heavy-to-lift one year old needs… Continue Reading “Get Close”

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.”

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