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I’m so grateful Summer is officially over. It lasted way too many long, hot, sunshiny days for me. Truly. (I live in the Pacific Northwest. I am allowed to complain about these things.) We did not get our reprieve with refreshing summer rains. There were no soft gray mornings to offset the cloudless days. And…
The ocean has always been an anchor of home for me—particularly along the Southern California coast. I spent all of my growing up and teenage years near there and most of my best memories involve the sand, the sea and the surf. There is a lot of life…
“Summer ends now; now, barbarous in beauty, the stooks arise Around; up above, what wind-walks! what lovely behaviour Of silk-sack clouds! has wilder, wilful-wavier Meal-drift moulded ever and melted across skies? “I walk, I lift up, I lift up heart, eyes, Down all that glory in the heavens to glean our Saviour;…
The soft and subtle glow of the sun sits right side of my shoulder. Bumper by bumper, we move at a close and constant pace while I relish the music washing over me. Grateful to not be harried and hurrying homeward, I sing along with the music and turn up the volume conducting the…
I thought I had tomorrow-more than one, like petalsfrom an infinite flowerheld in my hand.I thought I had tomorrowfoolishly thinking the chanceswould arise in infinite numberrolling in like wavesagain and again on the shore.But the words-writ at my feet,stayed there, washing awaylike silken sand,crumbling in liquid lines–the words I never said.I meant to say “Thank…
I’ve been asking Jesus, because He said I could(ask)about a Five Year Plan–like a plannable annuitywith a guaranteed returnon my investment.As if….as if a sure answer formy tomorrows wouldbring me peace today.He whispers instead what’s doable–The five hour plan–a clump of time allotted to,say, oh, baking a pie.Manageable, like a tried and truerecipe–gather ingredientscheck ovendouble check recipeslice,…