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Junk and Treasure 2008-05-16 13:06:00 It continues to rain here in the Kanawha Valley, misting a lazy malaise over us all and making the trees bow down with heavy heads. Most, who are not ducks, choose to stay inside. Unless…there is a neighborhood garage sale going on as in my subdivision today! The die-hard salers sloshed about our streets this morning, oblivious to rheumatic joints and chilled bodies. It wasn’t good weather Read more:Treasure
Of Dogs and Dirt 2008-05-18 15:59:00 Yesterday morning, I ran my first trail run. I’ve shared before how special running is in my life. It is one of my quiet times with God; it is one way I assert His power in my life. He used my experience yesterday to show off to me, and let me tell you: our God is Amazing! I have always been a road runner, mostly for convenience; but even still, I always choose the roads with the swee
Folded Neatly, but Not Put Away 2008-05-19 18:29:00 Laundry day… Hands and thoughts are busy. I see their faces, these children of China. Trapped. Crying. Mounds of laundry grow. These two tragedies; fresh. Myanmar. China. Why am I so blessed with this excess of clothing? I put on the music. Phil Wickham is singing Grace and Fall Into You. I fall. Spinning, dancing—these clothes my partner in this crazy grief waltz. Outside, Read more:Folded
Becoming Disturbed 2008-05-19 08:08:00 “Worship should be disturbing.” I sat in the front pew with the computer on my lap. Our praise band was invited to a neighboring church to share in worship yesterday morning, and I was the power point girl. I stared at the speaker, longing for her to elaborate on her statement. “I have a friend who believes worship should never be the same way twice. He says it should be disturbing. Read more:Becoming
Healing 2008-05-21 07:20:00 This week, as I have nursed my sore legs ( find it much easier to run quickly down the stairs instead of taking them one painstaking step at a time), I am reminded of an article I read a while back on conditioning. This author was a fitness expert, and he was encouraging readers to rest between workouts to allow their body to recover and gradually become conditioned to the stress of the exercise. Read more:Healing
Empty Nest 2008-05-22 22:02:00 Ahh, spring, the season of new life and rebirth. The joy of blooming flowers and budding trees is only secondary to the sight of the small fuzzy creatures waddling about everywhere. The other day at the park my children and I were treated to a line of feathery goslings crossing our path along the trail. Baby ducks are paddling about lazily in every pond and lake we encounter. Our bluebird Read more:Empty
Bedtime Questions 2008-05-21 20:12:00 Jeffrey's bedtime questions tonight:"How does your nose connect to your throat? I mean, like, when you laugh sometimes, why do orange juice and noodles come out your nose?"(Orange juice and noodles?)Try explaining sinuses to a nine year old. Without pictures. In the dark.But he quickly moved on:"How big do you think a hamster's stomach is?"(A hamster's stomach? What in the world? The kid has Read more:Bedtime
A Rich Heritage 2008-05-27 16:11:00 her·i·tage [ hérritij ] (plural her·i·tag·es) noun Definition: something somebody is born to: the status, conditions, or character acquired by being born into a particular family or social class riches of past: a country's or area's history and historical buildings and sites that are considered to be of interest and value to present generations ( often us Read more:Heritage
Redeemed 2008-05-28 21:55:00 Not-so-little sons are tucked away for the night, and their daddy has gone to “play” with the boys. I find myself alone tonight, pondering. Wondering where the years have gone. Candle is lit, His Word open on my lap. I am searching. Last night I caught a little of Joel Osteen. He was talking about a difficult season in his life, right before his father died. His daughter was born whi
The Growing Thing 2008-05-30 09:55:00 My eyes flew open at 5 a.m. this morning. The light of day already spilling in through the curtains, tickling my awareness. I lay there, in the softness of predawn, listening to the quiet of the morning. He was there with me, whispering words of love. Unable to rise, unable to slumber, we spent a quiet hour together, pondering life, resting thoughts on loved ones, and being in the moment. Read more:Growing
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Light of the World 2008-06-02 08:38:00 We were sitting in the chill of the still-cool spring evenings. Talking about church, and kids, and the work of life. The stars were playing peek-a-boo through the clouds but faces clear and bright. My thoughts, preoccupied…on grown up things. The mood, slightly sorrowful…thinking about saying goodbye to things, to people we love… That’s when I saw him. He hovered just right of my vi Read more:World
The Song of the Trees 2008-06-04 13:07:00 I step outside to the postbox and it hits me: the steady thrumming of the cicadas is in full voice. The hills surrounding me are filled with their distinctive cry. It is both beautiful and eerie all at once. Is this what sleeping in the dark for 17 years begets? Is this a soul cry; a joyous declaration of the freedom from darkness? The trees are filled, the air a thunderous roar. Do I not r Read more:Trees
Blessings Left Behind 2008-06-06 07:28:00 Last weekend, I slept in a little later than usual and, when I woke up, this is what I saw: Ever since then, the little guy has been tucked in on my side of the bed, head on my pillow, every night when I settle in. I think it is no coincidence that my 9 year old sweetie is going through a little spell of the boogieman frights right now. On the average night, Little Jeffrey sleeps with this cu Read more:Blessings
The Endless Gifts Continue... 2008-06-09 22:30:00 The first day of summer break has disappeared like smoke; our household settles in to this new routine. The hot, soupy air outside keeps us indoors. We paint, and draw, and play three games of Sorry! The boys are surprisingly quiet. They stay upstairs for hours at a time. As I pass by their lair with a pile of laundry, I hear the sounds of an imaginary universe being played out. I smile at t Read more:Endless
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Light 2008-06-11 22:03:00 So much to do...Life is crying out to me. Work is crazy, housework goes unbidden, children clamor...still, I write. The enemy will not let me be, and at times, panic wells up inside like a volcano, threatening and cruel. And so I stop.Tonight, I stop to be still for a time. I sit out back, alone in the dark.And He does not disappoint, does not fail to meet me here.The Father of Lights.From the g
The feet of Thomas 2008-06-13 09:12:00 “Mom!” The panic in his voice sent my heart a-pounding and my feet a-running. I found him on my bed, examining his feet. He looked up at me as I entered the room, face scrunched up in fear. “My feet! I can see my veins!” I looked down at his lilly-white ankle and, indeed, saw a blue line distinctly tracing a path from heel to toe. “It’s okay, honey, it’s supposed to look like Read more:Thomas
Coming Unglued 2008-06-16 22:37:00 I have a confession to make:Music makes me come unglued.It is one of my favorite ways to worship. It is one of the primary ways I maintain intimacy with my Father. It makes me feel so…much. So when my husband found Sonfest in Charlotte, NC, we knew it was time to visit our sweet friends who recently moved to that area. They graciously received us for the weekend. Put up with us…fed us…provi
Unpacking... 2008-06-23 16:21:00 Unpacking bags... And thoughts today. Following up on fresh faces and beautiful hearts. Trying to put it all together, pare it all down; what does God want me to learn from this? What is He telling me through these sweet voices? Last night, as I tucked in little bodies that were a hole in my heart while I was away, Littlest Son says, with a yawn: “Let’s say silent prayers tonight,” he c
Homecoming 2008-06-22 16:10:00 She Smiles.She Sighs.She has left SheSpeaks behind. For now. I’m back where I belong, Dear Ones! Made it home safely from North Carolina just a short while ago. I arrived to an empty house and, while I cannot wait to hold my boys, am feeling thankful for the quiet. My heart and my mind are full…so many insights, so much encouragement, so much love… I’m excited to tell you all about it, Read more:Homecoming
Don't Look Back 2008-07-08 16:18:00 I have a favorite Mary Engelbreit poster that depicts a young girl heading up a path with a knapsack dangling over her shoulder. The road ahead forks in two and the resulting paths are marked with signs. The one to the left reads: Your life. The other: No Longer an Option. The little girl is going left. At the top of the poster in large print are the words: DON’T LOOK BACK. (To see my favorite
On writing... 2008-07-07 09:13:00 This morning as I drink my coffee, a flock of goldfinches are playing in the trees beyond my window. Their summer feathers shine golden in the morning sun and their playful flight sets my spirit soaring. So much beauty to behold! I felt led to share the vision with you, and something in the feeling reminded me of some lines from the book I’m reading. “…For me writing
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Firework Blessings 2008-07-05 12:22:00 Hello, Dear Ones! I pray your Fourth of July was full of fireworks! We picnicked with family and friends and had our very own back yard fireworks show here in our little valley home.Today, we are enjoying the freedom of being lazy. No deep thoughts today, just being. Watching the rain falling down, sending up prayers.Such gratitude there is, in this heart today. The joy of simple pleasures has fil Read more:Blessings
A Circle of Prayer 2008-07-03 05:24:00 A circle. Of prayer. We hold hands and lift these words. Higher and higher they rise. Incense rising. We begin the praying together. We are small in number; large in heart. The burden is heavy. I see it etched in every face. Feel it resting on my shoulders. Time to lay it down. It slips, sliding from my shoulders, falling from their lips. Into a messy pile in front of us, in front of Hi Read more:Circle
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Summer Fun 2008-07-02 06:41:00 Boredom has settled in. The boys have been bickering a little more. Whining has become a frequent activity. In the wake of a particularly irking conflict, we came up with a fun summer activity to distract: Dress up with Lucy Mae.That seventies look.Hula girl.Garden party.Sophisticated lady.Princess Lucy.Simple, yet elegant.Role model.This is how she looked when it was all over.How about you? What Read more:Summer
No title 2008-07-01 05:17:00 Today I begin my Tuesday postings for our bloggy Bible study of Lysa Terkeurst’s book What Happens When Women Walk in Faith. If you’d like to join us, visit Lelia who is so gracious to host these bloggy get togethers! (I'm not linked there yet, because I'm posting in the wee hours of the morning when all the world is still asleep!) I feel like we’re sitting down with a cupa, sinking into m
Provision 2008-06-30 07:49:00 Yesterday, I broke my fast. I went for my first run in a month. I woke up Friday morning hungry. Famished. Longing for a run. I waited three more days, letting the desire grow inside me. Until I could stand it no longer, driven out into the hot June sun by this need. As I labored in the hot summer sun, I was reminded of how difficult it was for me to give up this sacred ritual. My prayer runs.
More on Trust 2008-06-28 10:24:00 Today, Balaam’s donkey is speaking to me. I prayed about it. I heard a clear answer. The Lord has told me “No”. He has instructed me to wait. “But God said to Balaam, ‘Do not go with them. You must not put a curse on those people, because they are blessed.’”(Num. 22:12) Yet, my feeble brain keeps planning strategies to get around the stubborn donkey parked in my way. I keep goi
Trusting 2008-06-27 09:54:00 The rains moved through around 5:30 this morning, awakening me with their callous cadence on the roof. I lay still, eyes wide open, pondering. We talk, He and I, of the warmth of friendship, the regret of some words, the joy of others, and the insensitivity of a dip made with dairy products. Why do I always screw up? All the while the rain thrums. I rise to see, He knows how I love the rain. A
Temporary 2008-06-26 05:50:00 This week has been a dream. I move from moment to moment with a sense of anticipation. It feels as if, any moment, something amazing will happen. I am able to do my work with joy, I parent with more patience, my tongue is sweeter, my countenance brighter. Why? Yesterday, as I looked around at my co-workers weary faces, I wondered, why? Why do I feel so refreshed? Why is my outlook so altered? Read more:Temporary
Shadow and Light 2008-06-25 05:44:00 “When Satan reminds you of your past, remind him of his future.” He read the marquee out loud as we drove past. I could see him pondering it in the rearview mirror, and wondered apprehensively what might come next. “Mommy, someone once told me that the more you say his name, the more powerful he gets.” “Satan?” “Yes. Is that true?” I suppressed a smile. “No, honey, that’ Read more:Shadow
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