Tag: soul
Missing Part…
Several years ago I decided to go super natural in food and beauty products. But… I’m a bread lover – pretty much all the mass produced stuff is unhealthy – I had to find a way. I began with milling my own wheat. I… Continue Reading “Missing Part…”
Right There…
Ever help a turtle find his way back to water? A little soft shell guy found himself in the middle of my hot concrete driveway. He wasn’t moving. Ever since a turtle got hold of my son’s finger one summer long ago, I’ve been… Continue Reading “Right There…”
Soaked…
Rain, rain, rain – for weeks. The canvas canopy over an outdoor swing was sagging – I pushed up and – whoosh – over the edge cascaded water. It caught the attention of my one year old grandson, but I hadn’t noticed he had walked… Continue Reading “Soaked…”
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?”
8:45am
Funny how we mark things with time – the year of the hurricanes, September 11, 2001, the call this morning from a tearful child “I’m on my way to the emergency room”. The slow motion moments. Moving at the speed of light to get… Continue Reading “8:45am”
You Belong…
Oh the heart pain of not belonging. I remember during middle school being in a new group of peers, unsure where I belonged. I just wanted a good friend like I remembered from grade school. To my shame I hurt some to try and… Continue Reading “You Belong…”
Go, Be…
The Sunday message has often ended with ‘Go be the church’. I knew what he meant, I knew the intention. I thought I did. But knowing and action are different. Knowing can be acknowledging and even agreeing. Action is both of those and then… Continue Reading “Go, Be…”
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…”
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…”
To the Brim…
Say there were no consequences for overeating your favorite thing – what would it be? This time of year it would be pecan pie for me, but ask me another day and I would choose fries and a Coke. We fill up on all… Continue Reading “To the Brim…”
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