Tag: worry
What’s Best…
Lifetimes are spent trying to do what’s best, have what’s best, wishing for what’s best, planning for what’s best. But if it’s doing, we’ll always fall short. If it’s having, someone will always have better. If it’s wishing, much time will be lost. If… Continue Reading “What’s Best…”
Fear-less New Year…
Fear is a companion, but not a welcome one. Fear, worry, doubt, dread – words that don’t cheer us but at times are apt descriptions of where we’re living. Ever noticed fear is often accompanied by comparison? Her kids don’t have the issues my kids… Continue Reading “Fear-less New Year…”
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…”
Hope Living…
“Blessed is the one who perseveres and does the hard things. Tough times never last but those who hang tight to God always do.” Ann Voskamp Our hearts know we have a living Hope, God’s word assures us this is so. So we… Continue Reading “Hope Living…”
Peace Whispers…
Yesterday mama and papa bird landed outside my window to entertain me for a few minutes. His was bright red with black eyeliner. She was plumper with a brown back and blonde breast – but it was those tail feathers and beak that… Continue Reading “Peace Whispers…”
H. U. G….
Handing. Us. Grace. – every blooming flower, newborn cry, mountain meadow, crashing wave, bird in flight, frog croaking, butterfly fluttering – hugs from our Creator… I’m a hugger – I especially love hugging someone unexpectedly. I don’t understand non-huggers – cause I know… Continue Reading “H. U. G….”
Thirsty Love…
Lots of flowers in pots and a raised bed garden means…lots of watering. To garden like this means you’ve really got to love it – those little yellow marigold skirts and petunia faces are thirsty. My love part: water. Their love part: looking… Continue Reading “Thirsty Love…”
Seeds of…
Eighteen years ago I dug up a tiny sapling from beneath the huge tree in our front yard. I went to the back yard and gauged where I thought it should go (seriously I thought it was way far from the deck). Today it has reached that maturity… Continue Reading “Seeds of…”
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