Peace Like a River
I called my dear friend this morning and asked her to sing for me the old hymn, It is Well with my Soul. I needed to hear the message of these words as well as her gentle voice singing it to me.
Put on Your Super Hero Cape!
This is the first year I’m not sewing any Halloween costumes. Sadly, my grand babies are all grown up and don’t need them anymore.
When I Have No Words
I’m a collector of words. A turn of a phrase, a grouping of words, a well-crafted story . . . they speak to me. Yet, sometimes, I’m so distracted I can’t find my words. My prayers are but groans. I have to be reminded or invited to drink from the well that never runs dry (John 4: 13-14).
Journeying our Way to our Selves
My husband, Tim, and I have been watching a documentary series called Native America. I’m learning quite a bit of history and geography based on the extraordinary oral traditions, written texts, and story-telling art work left by Native Americans beginning more than 13,000 years ago. This Empire’s creations centered around humanity’s relationships with earth, sky, and water.
Do I Have to?
Change is inevitable, a consistent variable in our journey. How we adapt to change becomes a building block for future encounters with life’s altering experiences.
Glorious Joy in a Seed
The closing bell of summer is ringing. In my garden, it’s the season for harvesting seeds.