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Downtown Disney, June 2013 It’s July 14th, Bastille Day. If I was French I’d be watching fireworks in my beret from my seat near La Tour Eiffel. But alas, I am in Seattle in the US of A and my July 14thlooks quite different. My husband and I are celebrating our anniversary and I think…
We’ve been informed we are flying at 29,000 feet (approximately) above the face of the Earth, suspended (how? by speed, lift and whatnot) like a moving planet jettisoned in a line moving at the speed of sound (light?). Refreshments are served, secured with invisible payments traveling via plastic and magnets swiped by staff standing still…
Ten minutes before two in the afternoon, I’m sitting at my desk with a sigh of, “Ahhhhh…,” hands open in prayer. My heart is full, my spirit content and the words of praise only God understands pour from my lips. It is so good to have this me-and-God time. His presence is sweet—I savor it like…
I am terrible at remembering details. And for most of my life as a believer, I could not recall Scripture verses no matter how I tried, where they were or what they said. I’d go looking for a passage and the ‘address’ would escape me. I’d mumble, “It’s in the Bible….well, it’s in the Old Testament….
I am honored and humbled to have a post I wrote a couple of weeks ago to be featured at The High Calling this week. I have been part of this faith-based online community for the two plus years that I have been blogging and they are the most supportive and encouraging friends, some of…
I had the joy of being with 40 of my sisters–and my nieces and my daughter and my sister in law–at our Women’s Retreat this weekend. Our Retreat theme was ‘Beauty in Imperfection‘–a theme that resonated most clearly when we set about taking hundreds of bits and pieces…
photo credit In the ending scene of ‘The Lion the Witch and the Wardrobe’, Aslan is tied to the stone table, left to die. As mice furiously chew the ropes that bind him, Lucy and Susan turn away to watch the dawn. Suddenly there is a deafening ‘crack!’ “like…
So it’s Sunday morning and the Guest Pastor is wearing a lampshade on his head. (Yeah, that’ll happen when the Senior Pastor is stuck on a plane with the mission team trying to get home from Texas.) The lampshade is one of those ivory-colored, flute shaped (well, upside-down flutes) where the circular opening at the…
Mt. Rainier August 2011 Soooooo, I had to map my route the other day to find out where our upcoming Women’s Retreat is going to be. I’m on the planning team and we all agreed LAST year’s directions were none-too-helpful, in fact, several women arrived tired and cranky and ready to (ahem) strangle someone because…
I spent three days last week—Thursday through Sunday—on a trip to Southern Oregon from my home in Seattle. It was a LONG drive over mountains and through valleys, across highways and mountain passes, complete with wind and rain and snow. I took a few photos as I rounded the curves and the corners along the way…