Dear Friends~ I’ve been gathering my thoughts and fine-tuning our Scripture Walk through Psalm 37, but it is taking me awhile! Spring is nearly upon us and life seems to be bursting at the seams. I continue to have brainstorms about what I want to say and what I’d like to add–a poem here, a song there, a downloadable graphic (all with clickable links) and … Continue reading Status Update-Psalm 37 Scripture Walk
Jasminium nudiflorum (winter jasmine) in my front garden, March 2023 In a previous lifetime I spent many years in elementary classrooms and labored through daily routines required for young learners. One such activity was a calendar exercise where teachers dutifully pointed to a one-dimensional rectangular graph of squares labeled with days and numbers and names. “Today is……. Yesterday was….. Tomorrow will be….”, and the children … Continue reading Life Moves in Circles–Not a Straight Line
Hi friends, I promised a few weeks back we’d be taking a Scripture Walk through Psalm 37. We’ll get there. Promise. In the meantime, I thought I’d share this little ditty that poured out while I was casually reading through the Gospels (a dangerous occupation) and happened upon a passage in Matthew 27. It sort of blew my mind….so I wrote a poem about it. … Continue reading The Daily News {{a #poem}}
One of the surest ways to guarantee a healthy diet of the Word of God is to commit to a study of it to share with others. Nothing like knowing you’re s’posed to have something to say to make sure you go looking for that ‘something’ yourself! Eleven (!!) years ago this week when I began writing online, I was committed to three things through … Continue reading Scripture Walk-Psalm 37
Mesmerized Tabby in the sunlight stares while I fix my eyes, watching him watch, alert to any stirring that would ensure life is present– a whisker, a whisper, anything to reveal even one breath of sure thing in spite of what he sees. I wait, too, for that subtle unfolding. Writing poetry is one way I process the world. If you’d like to read more … Continue reading Another Poem About Waiting {what I learned from my Grandson’s cat}
One Christmas Eve, 2008 to be exact, my son and his wife stayed overnight with us so we could all be together when our two young grandsons woke up the next morning. We tucked the kids into bed that night after church and proceeded to turn our living room into Santa’s workshop. I don’t recall exactly what my son and daughter-in-law were building, but I’m pretty … Continue reading Happy Birthday Jay Seuss {a Christmas Post}
Last night at church we had a carol sing and delicious cocoa bar afterwards. The sanctuary had been decorated for the season and it was beautiful. Before we started, our pastor asked everyone what our favorite Christmas song was. Hands went up all over. (Well, no hands really. People sort of loudly announced their choices). “O Come, O Come Emmanuel” ** “Jingle Bells” “Mary, Did You … Continue reading A Christmas Song Doesn’t Need to Be About Jesus
Next to Simeon the Prophet she waited. Widow with a word, forthtelling of coming light. There was nothing else calling her name but His across the years like an echo from The Garden so long ago. She’d been seeking (was He hiding?) for what else was her life but this–an always looking in the temple courts, trusting the doorway would be darkened some day when Light came in … Continue reading Anna Waits {an Advent Poem}
Weaving together the wonder of Christmas involves one part honoring the birth of our Savior and one part honoring the life of a saint. Nicholas, to be exact. Yes, we know we’re celebrating Jesus’ birthday, but the fact is we get all the presents. It would be easy to blame our culture and their cashing in, literally, on the character of Santa Claus, but let’s … Continue reading Celebrating Santa and the Savior
The first verses of Isaiah Chapter six begin, “In the year that King Uzziah died….” and proceed to describe just what it was like when God’s presence filled the temple. What a way to worship. (Go ahead, read it. I’ll wait.) Anchoring a year by identifying it as when so-and-so has died seems an odd way to mark time, but I get it. This year, … Continue reading The Intrigue & Wonder of a Tape Measure, or How God is Rearranging the Furniture of my Life