Tag: mercy

If We Will…

Half of this year is gone. A year called 2020 that cleverly was touted as 20/20 – as in vision. I think we were blind. The year is a blur even though it is void of so many of life’s normals. It has been…

These Times…

I really just want a quick fix. Snap of the fingers back to normal. You know…how it was just a month or so ago. We Americans can now see just how dear freedom is. For this small taste of restraint, of lack, of uncertainty…

Living Now…

Day to day life is a bit different lately. A lot more thought given to running a quick errand, and here in Florida, no more beach trips for the time being – or any fun places for that matter. But the living is a…

Just Ask…

When I was young I was teased a lot about being quiet. I came to truly dislike the ‘cat got your tongue’ phrase. I was a listener. I prefer the intimacy of relationships. There would be friends and family alike who would be surprised…

Receive It…

How are you about receiving – gifts, praise, correction, criticism? For me, all of those are hard. For the sweet ones like gifts, I’m awkward, wanting the giver to feel special. For the hard ones like correction, oh I must admit I don’t like…

Great Expectations…

Sometimes great things aren’t pretty but they’re still what’s best. I have a friend who signs her emails and notes with her name and then: ‘Expecting Great Things’. Not because she wishes them, not because she deserves them, not because she has it all….

Even Us…

So I’ve been doing this thing, most mornings. I got an old hymnal (btw I can’t sing…at least not well). Starting with hymn one I’ve been listening to and singing along. A joyful noise for God only. Because there’s something about praising Him. Each…

Hold My Wait…

We’re only one week into a new year and already anxiousness and fretting have penetrated most days. Oh, I’m good at disguising them in prayers. Asking the only One who can accomplish my God sized longings. Truth is though, the many words and the…

Hold My Hand…

Sometimes we just need to squeeze a hand that loves us. During labor I watched as my daughter fiercely squeezed her husband’s hand. When I got close to her face once she grasped my hand with all her might as well. And when her…

Hope Grows…

Ever go to bed one night thinking: ‘I can do this’, and wake up the next morning doubting…everything? Those mornings when what you least expected was a melt down – but there you are right in the middle of it? And all I could…

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