Tag: love

Every Day

I love that, here in America, we set aside a day to be thankful for all we have and be grateful for our nation. Parents love to hear ‘thank you’ from their children. Cultivating a heart of gratefulness has to begin young – teaching… Continue Reading “Every Day”

I See You

Hide and seek with three- and four-year-olds takes a little patience – they want to play endlessly. Half the time they tell me where to hide or where they are going to hide. I walk around pretending to look, then out they pop saying… Continue Reading “I See You”

Falling

During my life I have fallen down stairs, slipped and fell with my first baby in my arms, and took a dive when marching after my disobedient toddlers on the freshly mopped floor. But my recent fall has left me sore, yet grateful. Didn’t… Continue Reading “Falling”

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”

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”

Power

Taking a hard look at the world around us, we see that the lust right now is for power. Not that this is something new, it’s just that before it was a combination of lust for wealth, or fame, or addictions, etc. Those “in… Continue Reading “Power”

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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