Tag: sorrow

Getting There

The last few days of our back roads trip started with a final descent leaving foothills in the rearview mirror. But not without one last hold-on-to-the-wheel-here-we-go moment. I thought the twists and turns were behind us, it was okay a few more were left,… Continue Reading “Getting There”

Whatever

Sometimes we realize we just completed a journey – yet we didn’t leave our normal day to day. Not all journeys require a plane or car, just a surrendered heart. It’s that moment when we realize God just did a work in us that… Continue Reading “Whatever”

Just me & You

It’s easy for us to complain or, to put it more gently, bemoan or grumble – because there’s plenty each day that tries to take away our peace. Things like unexpected pain, illness, financial burdens, you can add yours here… Found myself in the… Continue Reading “Just me & You”

Power

All the world is focused on Ukraine. What’s next? How long? Why? “Leaders” of nations play power games to see who has what territory, control of their citizens, and the next photo op. All under the illusion that they have power. As though they… Continue Reading “Power”

Time is near

Recently I went to a 90th birthday celebration. Like all of us, he wonders…where have the years gone? We are created with an eternal instinct. We know that this chasing after life isn’t quite right. Yet the world we live in sets our deadlines,… Continue Reading “Time is near”

How Many Tears

Kitty got old; his heart gave out – at least the pumping of it. His heart for us was true to the end, purring and loving me like he had from the time we got him from the “homeless shelter”. The day was spent… Continue Reading “How Many Tears”

Selfie

You know, selfie wasn’t even a word ten or so years ago. I look back pre-cell phone era and compare post-cell phone era and think: wow, self has become even more prominent, we can capture ourselves and share ourselves in an instant. Sad. Nothing… Continue Reading “Selfie”

No more pits

Everything has a disclaimer and warning these days. The raisin container says, ‘may contain stems’; the olive jar says, ‘occasional pits’; entertainment has ratings, websites warn of ‘cookies’. Life seemingly doesn’t come with disclaimers or warnings. Nothing comes with a newborn telling parents this… Continue Reading “No more pits”

Alive

It is curious that we have managed to confuse what is and isn’t life. Whether something is alive or just a bunch of cells. Seems like many have more regard for a single celled amoeba than they do for a miraculously growing baby. These… Continue Reading “Alive”

Together

After a week away from me, my four year old grandson hugged my legs tightly, a week was too long. My closest friend lives across the country, our times together are few, we beg for time to slow down when we get together. Looking… Continue Reading “Together”

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