Tag: time

Come hungry

It’s fun to be invited over for a meal, come as you are, don’t bring a thing. A text that day says: come hungry! So we bring empty tummies anticipating not only good food, but good company and laughs. I’ve noticed that Jesus is… Continue Reading “Come hungry”

Right Now

Ever driven by a place countless times and not really notice it? Read something and miss the story? Thinking maybe our brains are a bit harried in this fast-paced world. We take in what we think is important, but often miss the good stuff.… Continue Reading “Right Now”

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”

Still Standing

Ever go back to where you took your first breath? I did. So much has changed. Still standing are a few of the timeless places of a little town – a place that, for a while, time forgot. Nothing stays the same. The one… Continue Reading “Still Standing”

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…”

So this is Love

The youngest grandson is a bit over one, he’s been slower to warm up to me than the others. But recently, when I enter his home or he comes to mine, he comes running, arms up – and in my embrace, his head buries… Continue Reading “So this is Love”

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”

That Voice

Ever notice how children know their mom’s voice – even at a noisy playground. Little heads spin when mom calls. Our voices are unique. Sure we can train them to sound a certain way, but the one we grew up with is uniquely ours.… Continue Reading “That Voice”

It’s Time

Time perspective depends on age. At this point in my life, time is a precious commodity and seems to hurry by, days into weeks into months. Speedy little hands and feet see it as ‘what’s next’ – Gwammy, is it time to go to… Continue Reading “It’s Time”

Longing

We’re at that point: the place somewhere between the excitement of the approaching celebration and the fulfillment of all the plans and preparations. The longing time. Longing, in some ways, to move on because it seems life is too hectic. But really longing for… Continue Reading “Longing”

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