I count myself as one of the number of those who learn as they write and write as they learn. John Piper, Think: The Life of the Mind and the Love of God I spend some time free writing in my journal, starting with a question: What if I release . . . ? And
My website is down. As I write this, I’m watching the sun rise from the quiet comfort my bed and recalling a conversation with my granddaughter a few weeks ago about the blessing of having our bedroom situated in such a way so we can watch this miracle in the morning. I submit a ticket
Faithful one, so unchanging Ageless one, you’re my rock of peace Brian Doerksen, Faithful One Yesterday, I woke up thinking it was Tuesday; this morning I thought it was Friday. I’m a creature of habit and when life hits an unexpected bump, as it did early this week, it takes a toll physically and mentally.
Sometimes I need only to stand wherever I am to be blessed. Mary Oliver On this quiet morning when no air compressor assaults the silence, when Gerry is off at men’s meeting, and I sip coffee and gaze at the grandeur of the hills across the valley, I feel blessed. Later, when it’s noisy and
Greater love has no one than this, than to lay down one’s life for his friends. John 15:13 NKJV Immeasurable. Inconceivable. Unlimited. I wake grateful. Overcome with the love of a Savior. Soli Deo gloria. Sunday’s coming.
Gratitude looks to the Past and love to the Present; fear, avarice, lust, and ambition look ahead. C.S. Lewis, The Screwtape Letters We decide to go to the trampoline place that opened here last fall. We took our granddaughter there when she was here at Christmas and it was a big hit. I tucked the
For in the true nature of things, if we rightly consider, every green tree is far more glorious than if it were made of gold and silver. Martin Luther A bit o’ the green to mark this St. Patrick’s Day. No shamrocks around here so a hosta leaf shot last summer will have to suffice.