Tag: soul

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”

Uncomfortable

A storm was gathering – as is often the case on a humid south Florida afternoon. I went outside to listen as the thunder gathered – my mood was similar. I was in a waiting time, for a phone call, knowing it wouldn’t be… Continue Reading “Uncomfortable”

Don’t Be Afraid

It’s been a hard week – not for me – for the whole world. The plight of the people of Afghanistan is overwhelming and evil appears to be in charge. And, sadly, a country I love, America, has blood on it’s hands for the… Continue Reading “Don’t Be Afraid”

Transplant

This is a hurting world. Broken, lost, trying to breathe. All around the effect of centuries of sin – and its relentless pursuit – swirl. As I write, a friend’s adult son fights for his life – a fall at work left him with… Continue Reading “Transplant”

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”

Before & After

I love makeovers – an old house becomes dream home. Sepia tone photos restored in color. A caterpillar becomes a butterfly. The old or unsightly made new. Lots in our world could use a makeover: tyrannical or corrupt governments, crime torn communities, false religions,… Continue Reading “Before & After”

Beyond the Curtain

Perspective… My four year old grandson napped at my house from the time he was four months old. His room had heavy window coverings to make it nice and dark (and hopefully give gwammy a short break). This week we took everything out, window… Continue Reading “Beyond the Curtain”

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”

Silence…

My husband complains he hears traffic at night even though the highway is a mile or so away. I don’t hear anything at night unless he snores. Our world is noisy. Even in the quietest night, the buzz from electrical appliances and hums from… Continue Reading “Silence…”

Can’t Wait…

So, have I mentioned lately I don’t like change, the unexpected, surprises? I think I’m a slow learner. (Best not to mention things we don’t like.) All three of those things happened at once last week. I’m not alone, grandsons don’t like change either.… Continue Reading “Can’t Wait…”

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