Savoring the Quiet
Our lives rarely settle into quiet these days. We get absorbed in the music on our ear pods, our eyes glued to the computer or TV screens where we are getting our daily dose of entertainment or information. My blogs share a lot of “God-information” online. I often wonder if I am listening to way…
Is Your Glass Half Full or Half Empty?
I raised a couple of teenagers and have helped take care of those grown-up teenagers’ teenagers. I know well that they go through all facets of emotions at any given time. One day they’re optimistic and in a good mood. The next day they can have ‘tudes that put a damper on their day and…
Embracing the Quiet
When Mom was still here on this side of heaven, my sis, Karen, and I talked a lot to her even when she was in a sound sleep. We knew her spirit could hear our words. That’s why I put the phone up to her ear when my children and grandchildren called the day before…
Shhh! You Talk Too Much!
That’s what my husband replied to me after a few days at home under hospice care. I wanted to delve into what he must be thinking when he thoughtfully and slowly opened and closed his eyes. I thought maybe he was already seeing his mansion in heaven along with his loved ones waiting for him…
I Promise You — True Peace is Possible
I know that true peace from the true peace that was modeled for me by my “peace-filled” mom. Tough times didn’t overtake her peace. It almost seemed she was in a bubble of peace that no-one or no-thing could pop that bubble. I’m so grateful she modeled that peace for me, because that’s the peace…
Boldly Moving from the Back Seat to the Front Seat
We’ve taken the back seat long enough. We’ve allowed others to drive us to places (figuratively speaking) where we really didn’t want to go. But because we’re good back seat listeners rather than front seat speakers, we are complacent, quiet, and seem agreeable to wherever they go and whenever they go there. Instead of sitting…
Is God Sleeping or Wide Awake on Your Boat
This may or may not be my last post related to fishing. The inspiration just keeps coming! It was Wednesday, May 29th, and we heard it was supposed to rain all day, starting at 7 am. Staci, fisher-woman extraordinaire, announced the night before, “If we’re down at the river by 6 am (sun-up), we’ll get…
He MAKES Me Lie Down in Green Pastures
In yesterday’s post, I mentioned I was heading over to the main house as my month-long hiatus had come to an end. Famous last words – little did I realize that the flu virus hanging around Austin had caught up with me. “Lord, have mercy” was my prayer for the next 24 hours. After I…