“You are an intercessor.” Ex-pastors wife says. Among bubbles. And sun. And watermelon crying out for harvest. And it is like when you hear your name in a flooded room. And you turn. And question….. “Is that really me they’re calling?” For it has been some time. Since knees lay raw. On carpet floor. Crying out […]
A cock-a-doodle do reminds me that morning is coming. Sun peering over the horizon. Barely. And I cannot sleep. It’s my teen. I worry. And I think about her far too much. And to be honest. It is tough. Taking each child. Each moment. Each hour. And trusting. Placing them carefully, wholeheartedly, intentionally…..in God’s hands. Yet, […]
God. Uncontainable. Here. Me. So small. Shrinking from the mixed up thinking that prevails. Society…. “We are the center of our own universe.” Us all. Supreme beings. Carefully orchestrating a world. Revolving around…. Us. When really. We are. Nothing but specks. Of dust. Brought to life by our Saviors breath. Finding grace in the Father’s eyes. […]
Sitting down with the Lord. This time. Just doesn’t suffice. So I open the doors. And am carried outside. Where God speaks best. Armed with camera. Total abandonment. And rejoicing in the goodness of God. Seeing my son returning after nine months on missions. Passing by. Fire pit. But God-eyes see it different. This time. An […]
It’s been awhile. But, then, it’s Mother’s Day. And she has no children. I creep in. Unnoticed. Just a silhouette. Me. Her niece. Forgotten a long time ago. All because of Alzheimers. But, this time. So close to death. Her mis-wired head….leaves her with no words. And she is absolutely beautiful. And why is the silence…..most […]
I have seen him once in eight months. My nearly nineteen-years-old, six-foot-three, baby. The price, I guess, of a son called to missions as a missionary. So, when I see his name flash on my phone, hearing it’s loud ringing…..I quickly pick it up. Bubbling so much….just to hear his deep man tone. That child formed […]