Tag: mother

Transplant

This is a hurting world. Broken, lost, trying to breathe. All around the effect of centuries of sin – and its relentless pursuit – swirl. As I write, a friend’s adult son fights for his life – a fall at work left him with… Continue Reading “Transplant”

Available

Too easy – to be all about self. Pretense that all we’re doing currently prevents us from being able to put ourselves out to add another thing to our schedule. So we drive on by the homeless man, impatiently walk behind the elderly woman,… Continue Reading “Available”

Endurance

My mother had lots of sayings. When I would be sassy, she’d remind me: You get a lot more with honey than vinegar. When things weren’t going so well for herself or others she would say: Into each life a little rain must fall.… Continue Reading “Endurance”

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”

Love Better, Best

I’m learning what God has always shown, has always been. Love is not finite. It doesn’t have a limited capacity.  There’s a certain freedom the world just doesn’t get. Freedom that comes when we learn love is not a thing or an emotion –… Continue Reading “Love Better, Best”

A Mother’s Protection…(Guest Blog)

Today, a talented young writer, Joelle Denoff, is guest blogging – I wanted to share her wisdom and her love with all of you. May you be blessed. I recall as a child always looking to my parents for protection when I felt vulnerable… Continue Reading “A Mother’s Protection…(Guest Blog)”

Restless…

Easter – there is no more momentous event. Someone, a perfect Someone, was willing to make the absolute sacrifice – making it possible for you and me…to live forever. What kind of crazy love is that? The best, the only true. I’m thinking about… Continue Reading “Restless…”

Homesick…

My parents divorced when I was young. I came to Florida each year to see my dad – my only time with him. Torn between two homes. I used to love airports, the smell of jet fuel and the hustle bustle. Then I had… Continue Reading “Homesick…”

How Many Oranges?

I live in citrus land. Did you know from the time you plant a little orange tree until it produces the first couple of oranges is at least three to four years? A sweet lady recently told me she moved here thirty-six years ago.… Continue Reading “How Many Oranges?”

Hope Ends…

Know that saying ‘all good things must come to an end’? Like a really good book, wonderful day, reliable product, good paying job, cherished life. There will be many happy endings in this life, and many soul draining ones as well. I miss my… Continue Reading “Hope Ends…”

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