Tag: prayer
Then Monday…
Ever have one of those? A Monday – the one you weren’t expecting but thought you had all planned? Not too long ago Tuesday was supposed to be a blue sky, low temp, low humidity South Florida day (those get rarer this time of… Continue Reading “Then Monday…”
Planted Where?
Not a master gardener by any stretch of the imagination, but I love containers with green and colors flowing over. What you and I don’t see is the spidery roots warm and cozy down in the soil. Drinking up moisture and nutrients and anchoring… Continue Reading “Planted Where?”
Peaking Out…
A three month old buries his face in mommy’s neck as the photographer tries to capture his smile. A two year old boldly walks down the street until he hears me say “car” and then quickly hides behind my legs and peers out. Me… Continue Reading “Peaking Out…”
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… Continue Reading “Hold My Wait…”
All I Want…
Christmas lists are being made. Toys, games for the young. Clothes, electronics for the adults. And more. So here’s a prayer to carry into the coming month – a little something to rest in, to rejoice over, to remember for The Gift… Let not… Continue Reading “All I Want…”
Hope Happens…
Any given day the headlines are scary reading – suicide, shooting, missing. And hope seems lost. And yet…the widow clings, the terrified students grasp, the mother and father print posters. It’s a soul thing – we know hope is real. We know, but how?… Continue Reading “Hope Happens…”
5 Tuesdays to…Hope
Why hope? Hope is so hard to define, yet it’s what we cling to. So maybe it’s time to not only say it but believe, know it, count on it. Today is my birthday – I hope I don’t look my age, I hope… Continue Reading “5 Tuesdays to…Hope”
High Pressure Hope…
If we have one cool thing in our house, it’s our shower. What we hadn’t noticed was the water pressure slowly getting lower. Until a sort of whining sound started. How had we not noticed how slow the water had become? It was gradual.That’s… Continue Reading “High Pressure Hope…”
Soaked…
Rain, rain, rain – for weeks. The 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… Continue Reading “Soaked…”
This Day…
Sometimes loved ones are just too far away. Maybe no longer here on earth. Maybe living more than a short car ride away. Maybe separated by walls put up with harsh words. Every now and then I catch the scent of my mom (a… Continue Reading “This Day…”
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