Breathe in, drink your fill of sweet air. Draw in color like shades of beautiful character expressing God's own. What traits of His do you see reflected now in your own mind? Look, the blossoms bud once again, though once dead, now bloom, violets and glories of the morning. Trees mighty, their strength towering above [...]
I open the door for a morning walk for the last time in Tucson with confidence that you are about to head home too, but with a confluence of emotions. I sweep away the dead leaves and twigs from the orange tree that have fallen since I swept yesterday. I want the road ahead clear [...]
Little dove, my dearest one, you thought your life was almost done. But when you saw that you might sink, you fluffed your feathers and chirped, “Wait! Think! What about those things God has called my wings...?"
When the world's weight rests on top the weary wounded what have they to do? Climb higher on the wire up towards heaven's view. With words they weep for the afflicted, for they know affliction. And in their pain, songs of mercy sing. So you there; lost in the maze and craze, darkness above and [...]
Moods of water float with ease on ice, broken. Let yours too. Water is drawn to rocky shores near naked sand. So am I. What is Love that it should shine through the dark night of my soul? What is darkness that it should reveal the Light of your love? Through fogs of depression You [...]
We hear the music of laughter, we hear rumblings of applause. We hear the shouting and rampage, we hear incessant banter. Only God hears the silent cry. Is it our disagreements over religion that offer solution to a longing heart or the silent cry to God believing it's been heard?
The day's begun, I bow my head, and whisper words beneath the sun. Bring power and majesty to this earth so within all life there is rebirth. I will not doubt Your Presence, still; but lift my eyes up to the hill. Send down Your grace and teach me love. Keep our eyes focused on [...]
So the darkness shall be the light, and the stillness the dancing. T. S. Eliot I noticed the new bloom on my 14 year-old hibiscus as I was taking the trash out. And then I counted 19 more! The plant had grown from a blooming little bush into a spindly tree which lost its focus. It [...]
The seagrass lays wrapped in dried algae. The logs are unearthed and scattered. The rocks though have remained grounded. I think of the three pigs. The path will need a little work this summer. Sunlight sparkles jewels across the water and for just a moment I feel its warmth before the heavy clouds roll back [...]
But if you, in the midst of the carols and cards carry sorrow, don’t be discouraged. It was a dark day for Him too. He made Himself nothing to give us the light of His Knowledge in a wee Babe’s face. Though a great company of heavenly hosts appeared saying, “Glory!”, He laid in straw [...]
Not According to Plan 