Tag: rest
Can You Believe It?
Oh to be childlike – laying on the grass watching clouds float away, to see a lizard and not understand why you can’t catch it, to read just one more story – and not think about time. Seems like one day melts into another… Continue Reading “Can You Believe It?”
The Call…
Invites are great – the call asking you over to dinner. The card asking you to attend the wedding. The text saying ‘want to get coffee’. Many years before my mom passed away I began calling her weekly. It became our habit and it… Continue Reading “The Call…”
Returns…
Christmas is behind, boxes of decorations will soon be put away, and store music is already back to usual. Is life? We mark time because we are currently captive to it. The difference between December 31st and January 1st is really a calendar year.… Continue Reading “Returns…”
Lips to Give…
A friend said she makes her list then asks God what His agenda is – instead of bless her list, she asks what on this list is Your agenda, so it can be blessed. Mouth hanging open. Simple. (I think I’m slow.) Yes, of course, in our… Continue Reading “Lips to Give…”
Choose Belief…
Spending a week (or more) sick can bring a whole new perspective. Why are we surprised each time when we go through the inconvenience, pain, and agony of the common cold/flu/whatever is going around – that we come out on the other side with… Continue Reading “Choose Belief…”
Comin’ Home…
Mom… she always said ‘Come home anytime’. When I would get a date on the calendar I always called and said ‘I’m comin’ home’. Home was not the house I grew up in, as we moved many times during my childhood. And home wasn’t a place where she… Continue Reading “Comin’ Home…”
The Right Time…
When the time is right, tender green shoots push up through hard dirt. An egg cracks and a duckling emerges. Dawn’s sun breaks over the horizon. All without any nudging from us. And yet, we fret. We worry something will happen too soon – or… Continue Reading “The Right Time…”
This is Tender…
Fragile – not a word I like to use – about me. After all I am a strong woman, right? Truth is: far more fragile than I want to admit, than my ‘pull up your bootstraps’ attitude can handle, but not more than my God… Continue Reading “This is Tender…”
Sometimes Too Much…
Lately everything seems like ‘Too Much’. So much we want to do. So much we have to do. Then comes a wrinkle. You know the wrinkles – unexpected guests, unexpected illness, unexpected travel, unexpected stuff. Then the much of life we want to do… Continue Reading “Sometimes Too Much…”
Fix It…
I’m a fixer – I don’t want anyone hurting, sad, left out, wandering. And patience isn’t part of fixing – now please. Many years – and life’s triumphs and defeats – have softened the edges of my ‘just do it this way’ attitude — mostly. Then I… Continue Reading “Fix It…”
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