I sat and watched the sky And the prairie running wild Up to the mountains. I watched the blues and reds Scatter colors overhead - Night fell around me. And suddenly a whisper Came from somewhere Deep inside: I'm walking here beside you I hold every tear you've cried, Just look around - see: Some… Continue reading In the Valleys
Fireworks are exploding over my North Texas town right now. This is one of my favorite holidays, but I skipped it this year. Oh, I had to work some, but the real work I did was on my heart. I let it heal. Sometimes it takes a long moment. My long moment lasted 8 years.… Continue reading Wait Lifting #6: What Are You Waiting For?
I was purging old stuff in the garage this morning. I don't even want to tell you what ALL I found. But I came across something that got me thinking. I came across old Glamour Shots pics of myself from 1995. That was the year I got married. I looked at my pic for a… Continue reading Glamour Shots
The wind from this storm began pulling the car down the road. Not pushing - pulling. I'd never driven in that kind of wind before, nor have I since. I turned on the radio. That weather warning signal - the one with the beeping and squealing - was on. It was on every station. I heard the weather guy say something about a supercell, a tornado, and to take cover.
"Take courage my heart, stay steadfast my soul, He's in the waiting." -Bethel Music Take Courage I hurried into the hospital's maternity waiting area and sat down. It was past 9 pm. My husband and I had driven an hour through Dallas traffic to get there. Our two daughters, ages 2 and 6, were tucked… Continue reading Waiting Room
The Lord said to Samuel, “How long are you going to mourn for Saul, since I have rejected him as king over Israel? Fill your horn with oil and go. I am sending you to Jesse of Bethlehem because I have selected a king from his sons.”1 Samuel 16:1 Mourning is necessary for healing. But like anything else, too much… Continue reading How Long are You Going to Mourn?
How do you measure your life?
The wounds of a friend are trustworthy, but the kisses of an enemy are excessive. Proverbs 27:6 CSB I've been quiet this week with some people. Not so much with others. I'm aware. I'm processing something. What I've noticed all week long is how many friends I have and how much value they add… Continue reading Friends
What I wouldn't give for an
unplugged morning and
a long winding walk
with the squirrels for companions.
This is the start of my grandparents 70 year love story. So beautiful!