Tag: soul
When Light Hits…
Early morning, no lights on yet, I reached into the cabinet to find a towel – the stripes looked dull gray. I knew they were red. Science says color is sensations on the eye as a result of the way the object reflects or emits… Continue Reading “When Light Hits…”
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…”
Thanks-LIVING…
America is about to celebrate a land that is still bountiful, a culture that values freedom – how many will give God all the credit? As we spend a couple days eating too much, laughing a bit more – maybe we can extend the… Continue Reading “Thanks-LIVING…”
How Many Oranges?
I live in citrus land. Did you know from the time you plant a little orange tree until it produces the first couple of oranges is at least three to four years? A sweet lady recently told me she moved here thirty-six years ago.… Continue Reading “How Many Oranges?”
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…”
The List…
I make lists. And I love crossing them off. Each little ‘to do’ that’s done somehow is satisfying. But recently in another great book by Max Lucado, Unshakable Hope, I read this at the end: “In the first chapter I told you that the… Continue Reading “The List…”
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…”
Transforming…
Want to make a difference? To who, for who – what difference? We’re conditioned that life is all about making our mark, being remembered. That’s a lot of pressure. Remembered how long, and for what? More questions than answers when the questions are all… Continue Reading “Transforming…”
Where are your keys?
Sometimes I find my keys in my hand when I’m tearing through my purse or the house for the tenth time. We’re such a busy society that what is plainly in our hands is often missed. A good reminder of how oblivious we are… Continue Reading “Where are your keys?”
Hope Ends…
Know that saying ‘all good things must come to an end’? Like a really good book, wonderful day, reliable product, good paying job, cherished life. There will be many happy endings in this life, and many soul draining ones as well. I miss my… Continue Reading “Hope Ends…”
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