Tag: time
…And In The Quiet
Life is all the time noisy. I even find myself turning on music to fill the somewhat quiet. This world has done a good job of making sure the din of noise drowns out any chance to hear the important. Still, quiet can happen, in… Continue Reading “…And In The Quiet”
The Right Time…
When the time is right, tender green shoots push up through hard dirt. An egg cracks and a duckling emerges. Dawn’s sun breaks over the horizon. All without any nudging from us. And yet, we fret. We worry something will happen too soon – or… Continue Reading “The Right Time…”
Sometimes Too Much…
Lately everything seems like ‘Too Much’. So much we want to do. So much we have to do. Then comes a wrinkle. You know the wrinkles – unexpected guests, unexpected illness, unexpected travel, unexpected stuff. Then the much of life we want to do… Continue Reading “Sometimes Too Much…”
Hope for the Fidgeter…
When I sit, my leg is swinging or my toe is tapping. It’s not a matter of impatience or boredom. It’s that inner fidgeter saying ‘What’s next?’ ‘Shouldn’t you be doing something?’ Lately I’ve been reading about happiness – seemingly one of the authors had… Continue Reading “Hope for the Fidgeter…”
Sharing Living…
Sharing – that’s what this life is all about. From early on we’re told ‘Share your toy, your candy, what you have’. Then somewhere along the way the message changes ‘Be frugal, don’t waste your resources, be careful who you share with’. What… Continue Reading “Sharing Living…”
Grace Spread…
If life is brief and time something we cannot bottle and save up, then I want to spread a blanket of grace over all those who come my way. Whether I have you in my life always because you’re my child or husband… Continue Reading “Grace Spread…”
His Girl…
You know those moments where your heart swells? Those times when your doggy looks at you with soulful eyes. Those times a toddler’s sweet voice undoes you. The times a strong hand with a wedding band covers yours in assurance. What treasure there… Continue Reading “His Girl…”
Old Is New…
The boots didn’t fit well and it was her special present from me this Christmas. I told her this was a bonus as we could pick a day to return them and find ones that she liked even better and that fit just… Continue Reading “Old Is New…”
Touching…Marvelous…
Watching babies once they find their hands is too fun – everything to the mouth. They don’t just want to hold the toy, the dog’s ear, their mom’s hair – they want to taste it, make it their own. I’ll never forget my ten month… Continue Reading “Touching…Marvelous…”
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