A warm welcome to you! Thank you for stopping by. As you read through my pages, I believe you will find that I am just like you—a woman who loves the Lord and cherishes His grace. And, like you, I sometimes grow weary from the journey. I have experienced many difficult places in my life—a brother’s suicide, my mom’s young death, cancer, a prodigal child, extensive unemployment. There have been times when I thought I couldn’t go on. But, God…don’t you love that? But God carried me through and opened my eyes to see Him in my midst. He opened my ears to hear His sweet whispers of love.
Take hope in the knowledge that you are cherished by the One who made you—you are sheltered in the shadow of His wing, close to His heart. It is my prayer that as we get to know one another you, too, will see beyond the veil and will learn to say, “Even so, I walk in the Presence of the Lord”
I remember choosing the blue crayon — cobalt. The color of deep sky reaching the heavenly heights.
Placing my grandson’s tiny hand on the construction paper, I carefully traced his hand — every nook, every curve, every detail I could possibly capture.
A memory I could always hold.
Lord, Your love astounds me. Your mercies new every morning give me strength and courage to pass through the turbulent waters. You are Almighty God, Maker of heaven and earth, and yet You are the Father of us all — Abba Father — our Daddy God.
I need my Daddy God. I need to rest in the comfort of Your arms, safe and secure, surrounded by Your love.
Out from hidden recesses of my heart — those wounds from my darkest night — tears flowed. Totally unexpected.
My daily walk offers a wonderful time to spend with Jesus, walking, singing, talking. This particular day, leaves crunched to the rhythm of my steps while an October blue sky sheltered me from above.
Bless You, O Lord, for You are the Almighty God, worthy of all praise. Your faithfulness is great, Your love beyond comprehension.
You go before me where there seems to be no way. You lead me in paths of righteousness for Your Name’s sake. I know You are my joy, my peace, my strength.
But some days I am just too tired to keep trudging through this … this wilderness.
I thought about the eagle this morning, but with the idea of abandon.
I thought about how she rises to her highest perch when the storm winds begin to blow. She rises to wait. Prepare. And watch from her loftiest of places. As the storm gets closer, the eagle locks her wings in place, ready to catch the turbulence of the wind as it roars past.
Lord, You are good — so good. I am in awe of Your grace, Your holiness. Thank You for Your tender watchcare. Thank You for using my difficult places to give me the treasure and richness of who You are, for truly You are my treasure — my great reward.
But some days I forget that.
Some days I forget the wonder of who You are — those days when trouble washes over me like a mighty wave and my vision is blurred by salty tears.
Dementia is full of unknowns and difficult places. I know this. But I need not be afraid because the Lord goes before us.
Still … I walked to maintain my sanity and turn my focus on Him.
Lord, You have taught me that You are my shield, my great reward. I can depend on You — and I do. I can trust You — and I do.
You surround me with songs of deliverance, protecting me from the assaults of the enemy. Thank You for Your faithfulness.
I’m the one who isn’t always faithful.
Kneeling by my bed, I poured out the pain of my heart to the Lord. Tears streamed as anguish gripped my heart — pain so deep that no words could adequately describe.
Groaning too deep for words.
Pure exhaustion washed over me.