Tag: praise

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…

No End Beginning…

A lazy spring day, long lunch with a friend, the perfect vacation – things we wish wouldn’t end. It’s hard for us humans – endings. Simple things like a beautiful day are one thing but the death of a sweet friend? Unless…it’s not the…

When Light Hits…

Early morning, no lights on yet, I reached into the cabinet to find a towel – the stripes looked dull gray. I knew they were red. Science says color is┬ásensations on the eye as a result of the way the object reflects or emits…

Fussy…

Somewhere between sleep and wanting to see the world around him – this two month old can’t quite close those big eyes. So he fusses. A lot like you and I. We’re offered rest in Jesus. We can read that He grants sleep to…

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…

Just Sing…

There’s a new song out – a little album done mostly for kids – you know, like you and me. Kids still on the inside – that we see a glimmer of now and then. (More about the song at the end.) Every new…

Silenced…

There’s a lot of voices shouting these days. If you’re loud enough, does that mean you win? Reminds me why I love early morning. When dusty sky sparkles with a few last diamonds and all is quiet – everything seems brand new. Each soft…

Soaked…

Rain, rain, rain – for weeks.┬áThe canvas canopy over an outdoor swing was sagging – I pushed up and – whoosh – over the edge cascaded water. It caught the attention of my one year old grandson, but I hadn’t noticed he had walked…

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…

8:45am

Funny how we mark things with time – the year of the hurricanes, September 11, 2001, the call this morning from a tearful child “I’m on my way to the emergency room”. The slow motion moments. Moving at the speed of light to get…

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