Wednesday, October 17, 2007
you can always come home
today we left a place that has been home for the last 45 years. we are moving forward because spiritual growth beckons. but it's nice to know that "home" is always there for us. and welcoming arms waiting to hug us. but sometimes comfortable isn't healthy. so here's to becoming everything God designed and called us for....here's hoping that the wedding march is about to start. does anyone hear a trumpet?
Monday, September 24, 2007
no do overs
Here's the deal...i was in starbucks and missed an opportunity. conversation went something like this...
me to friend: i can let you taste my drink but not off the straw. open the lid.
(cashier laughing) i'm just like you. i don't like to share either.
me: i don't even let my husband drink after me.
friend: you guys - at least i'll be well adjusted when we get taken over. i'll survive. but you two...
cashier: (whispering as friend walks off) don't worry, we won't be taken over.
me: nothing...nada...zilch...when what i should have said was,
"YES WE WILL!" and i hope you, like me, won't be here when we are. because those days will be hard. harder than anything we've ever known.
but someday...some sweet day...Jesus will come and take us all away. at least all of those who know Him and call Him Lord. and i'm one of those. and i hope the cashier is too. and maybe, just maybe, next time i'll be brave enough to ask instead of living with this nagging wondering.
me to friend: i can let you taste my drink but not off the straw. open the lid.
(cashier laughing) i'm just like you. i don't like to share either.
me: i don't even let my husband drink after me.
friend: you guys - at least i'll be well adjusted when we get taken over. i'll survive. but you two...
cashier: (whispering as friend walks off) don't worry, we won't be taken over.
me: nothing...nada...zilch...when what i should have said was,
"YES WE WILL!" and i hope you, like me, won't be here when we are. because those days will be hard. harder than anything we've ever known.
but someday...some sweet day...Jesus will come and take us all away. at least all of those who know Him and call Him Lord. and i'm one of those. and i hope the cashier is too. and maybe, just maybe, next time i'll be brave enough to ask instead of living with this nagging wondering.
Sunday, June 24, 2007
boys will be boys
boys..such a blessing...such a practice for not worrying, for casting all my cares on Him and for practicing: be anxious for nothing...in prayer make my requests known.
Wednesday, June 6, 2007
my perfect world
why does everyone need a piece of me?...
why do people cuss?....
why can't i get on the internet or try to post a new writing without being bombarded with images that i prefer not be seered into my mind?...
why is my hometown turning into a foreign land where i don't recognize the residents or understand the language they speak?...
why...why...why...
my perfect world...awaits me
why do people cuss?....
why can't i get on the internet or try to post a new writing without being bombarded with images that i prefer not be seered into my mind?...
why is my hometown turning into a foreign land where i don't recognize the residents or understand the language they speak?...
why...why...why...
my perfect world...awaits me
Tuesday, June 5, 2007
new beginnings
this week...we say goodbye to junior high
as chris rice sings, "oh how i love the 8th grade..."
when life seems simple from the other side when viewed thru the eyes of my son
but through the tear stained eyes of mom, new chapters are often hard to read.
travelers on a journey...we are only passing through
as chris rice sings, "oh how i love the 8th grade..."
when life seems simple from the other side when viewed thru the eyes of my son
but through the tear stained eyes of mom, new chapters are often hard to read.
travelers on a journey...we are only passing through
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