Tag: quiet
Better His Presence…
Sometimes the most fun days are those spent sitting and laughing with someone we love. My hubby, my best friend, my children, and now grandchildren. Their presence making life sweet. Sometimes a quiet, no-interruption day complete with breezes and mountains and a good book… Continue Reading “Better His Presence…”
Wonder-full Plans…
I’m noticing lately all us wanderers. I can’t help but think: what if, instead, we were wonderers? We wander around stores looking for gifts. We wander around outdoors seeking quiet. We wander all our days and what do we find? Emptiness mostly. So I’m… Continue Reading “Wonder-full Plans…”
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… Continue Reading “Silenced…”
Running Away…
There’s an unrest in my soul these days. Haven’t pinpointed it yet – but experience tells me it’s preparation. A feeling – things don’t stay the same, no matter how much I hate change. I know because more than once a day I want… Continue Reading “Running Away…”
Still Believe…
Running toddlers are breath holding sights. Right on the heels of the one year old in my life, I can’t always save him from tripping over his own feet or some unforeseen obstacle. Sometimes he gets right up and keeps on going, other times… Continue Reading “Still Believe…”
A Little Less Glitter…
What a noisy world. Constantly bombarding us with the latest scandal – and then there’s news of volcanoes erupting, submarines lost, hurt after hurt. Weary ears yearn for quiet, for all this to just stop, even for a moment. But it doesn’t. So can… Continue Reading “A Little Less Glitter…”
…And In The Quiet
Life is all the time noisy. I even find myself turning on music to fill the somewhat quiet. This world has done a good job of making sure the din of noise drowns out any chance to hear the important. Still, quiet can happen, in… Continue Reading “…And In The Quiet”
Learning Living…
Sometimes you just have to be quiet to hear. That’s hard for me. You? I’m busy even when I’m not busy. If I’m sitting, I’m kicking my leg or tapping my feet. Sit still? Be quiet? It’s sounds great, but that old saying… Continue Reading “Learning Living…”
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