Look up and away from the turbulence all around you to the one true source of power and peace.
Seeking to be CONTENT in all things, JOYFUL in HOPE, PATIENT in affliction.
Look up and away from the turbulence all around you to the one true source of power and peace.
A tuft of fog is suspended just above. Cotton batting I could almost touch. Now it moves like a flock of grey sheep quietly relocating from one field to another. I am endlessly fascinated by fog. It possesses its own particular beauty. Sometimes, it blots out, but often softens and blurs, the landscape. It creates …
One thing I learned from my mother was an appreciation of natural beauty. She couldn’t get enough of God’s creation. She would inevitably drag home pieces of driftwood from the beach, admiring the twists and textures unique to each one. My dad was so patient! And I seem to have inherited her penchant for picking …
Because of the Lord’s great love we are not consumed, for his compassions never fail. They are new every morning; great is your faithfulness.. Lamentations 3:22-23 The family laughed over breakfast about the first bacon of the new year, the first text message, the first football game, etc. Each was followed by a daughter’s very good imitation of a trumpet …
Be still, and know that I am God; I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted in the earth. The Lord Almighty is with us... Psalm 46: 10-11 Email after email is screaming at me: There’s still time to buy this!!! Last-minute gifts still available. Few things provide a sense of calm this time of year as the knowledge that you are done …
For God alone my soul waits in silence; from Him comes my salvation. Psalm 62:1 Until just recently, porch pumpkins and Christmas cheer coexisted on our front porch. Unlike most of my neighbors and friends, I do not rush into the Christmas season. I like to ease into the idea, not unlike savoring the last of the Thanksgiving stuffing and gravy. This is how I’ve always done things, so this pause didn’t really strike …
I have lived almost my entire life thinking that I didn’t enjoy mangoes. This thought may have entered my mind in college. I tried mangoes at about the same time my roommate's boyfriend brought over some papaya. I am certain I don’t like papaya, but somehow my brain equated the two fruits. And so I have avoided mangoes as if they were liver. (Apologies to those who think liver is delicious.) My worldview, as far as mangoes are concerned, changed this year because of a humble potluck. A group of friends meet each month to share food, conversation and prayer for one another. It is a rich, satisfying experience. My friends are better …
I anticipate fall like some people look forward to a holiday. I love all things fall, although I find it a little annoying that retailers try to convince us that it is fall when the temperatures are still soaring and not one leaf has turned color. Don’t even get me started on the topic of …
There is something thrilling about waking up to a new landscape. Once it was unexpected snow in Flagstaff. More recently, it was the first blush of dawn on a snow-capped peak near the Oregon border. I can become mesmerized by the ever-changing scene outside my window when I travel. Train travel affords a fresh perspective …
"Don't you love New York in the fall? It makes me wanna buy school supplies. I would send you a bouquet of newly sharpened pencils if I knew your name and address." Joe Fox, "You've Got Mail" For weeks I have been blasted with back-to-school ads. Value packs of pencils, spiral notebooks, colored pencils and of course my favorite, the 64-pack of classic Crayons. The box still comes with a built-in …