Tag: worry
New Kid…
Remember being the new kid? So uncomfortable – lonely. Wondering if we will ever fit in. I’ve thought long and hard about borders. Volleying back in forth – thoughts like how can we sustain this and what can we do to help. Then I… Continue Reading “New Kid…”
For the Joy…
Caught in joy – that moment after working for months on a project, it’s finished, and you get the big check or promotion. That moment after training for months on end and you complete the race in record time. That moment after going through… Continue Reading “For the Joy…”
RESToration…
Projects – a lot of work. Restoring something – an old chair or an old house requires…yikes, patience. I’m wondering if Jesus has ever said ‘yikes’ as He takes us on to restore us to Him? For some the restoration of our spirit by… Continue Reading “RESToration…”
Fussy…
Somewhere between sleep and wanting to see the world around him – this two month old can’t quite close those big eyes. So he fusses. A lot like you and I. We’re offered rest in Jesus. We can read that He grants sleep to… Continue Reading “Fussy…”
Just New…
It’s 2019 – time to look ahead – and maybe instead of wishing a Happy new year – how about just a new beginning? We are bound by time. Ticking off days and weeks then years. But God is outside of those bounds. No… Continue Reading “Just New…”
Wonder-full Plans…
I’m noticing lately all us wanderers. I can’t help but think: what if, instead, we were wonderers? We wander around stores looking for gifts. We wander around outdoors seeking quiet. We wander all our days and what do we find? Emptiness mostly. So I’m… Continue Reading “Wonder-full Plans…”
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?”
Hope Grows…
Ever go to bed one night thinking: ‘I can do this’, and wake up the next morning doubting…everything? Those mornings when what you least expected was a melt down – but there you are right in the middle of it? And all I could… Continue Reading “Hope Grows…”
Hope Happens…
Any given day the headlines are scary reading – suicide, shooting, missing. And hope seems lost. And yet…the widow clings, the terrified students grasp, the mother and father print posters. It’s a soul thing – we know hope is real. We know, but how?… Continue Reading “Hope Happens…”
The Fixer…
Can’t fix the things that seem most broken? Me either. We pray, try to forget or bury, do things, say things, buy things, and worry. And yet the very things we fret over are oh so useful in the hands of The Fixer. No… Continue Reading “The Fixer…”
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