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”
Out of the darkened chamber of night, the new day dawns. Ebony turns to shades of apricot and lavender, washing over the earth, reflecting God’s glory in the rivers, lakes, puddles, dew drops — shades of grace light up the morning.
God’s glory cannot be halted — it will always be revealed, no matter the depth of night’s darkness.
His light of morning grows and spreads and permeates the earth with the hope of a new day …
No matter the deprivation of the soul.read more
Lord, You are good. so good. This I know and this I press into when life comes at me hard. I am in covenant with You, therefore nothing comes my way without Your knowledge.
My hope is in You alone. You truly are my anchor on this wave-tossed sea.
This knowledge of Your Truth is my rainbow of promise that I belong to You.read more
Sunday morning we said goodbye to our beloved Blue. It was sudden. No warnings. He collapsed and a subsequent exploratory surgery with an emergency vet revealed massive amounts of cancer
Blue had shown no signs of illness — aging, yes. Slowing down a bit as his muzzle grayed … yes. But he was happy, eating, thrilled by his daily walks … until he collapsed.read more
Lord, I am so thankful for Your sovereignty — Your authority over all things concerning me, detours and all. You know my coming ins and my going outs. You know my thoughts from afar off. You lead me in the paths I should go.
You do all things well.
These things I know, Lord, but sometimes I need to be reminded of these truths every moment of every day. Sometimes I take my eyes off You, I let my thoughts wander into the netherlands, and despair tries to consume me — confusion, fear and doubt call to me from the darkness and I answer to them, instead of keeping my heart stayed on You.read more
David shuffled along while we walked Blue this afternoon, arm locked in mine to offer him balance. His countenance was dim today. His shoulders stooped, brows furrowed.
Dementia is taking its toll and slowly taking my soulmate.
But a beautiful thing happened while we walked — a shining example of God’s tender watchcare during this extremely difficult season …read more
Lord, I long to follow You closely — You. My Master, my Savior, my Lord. Place my feet in Your footsteps.
You, Lord, are my everything — the One I desire. You are my sustenance — my Bread of Life. You are my Light in the darkness — my Morning Star. My courage in fear, my hope in despair.
So why do I feel so confused?read more
The birdfeeder stands with its generous invitation just outside my window. I take great joy in watching the cardinals, chickadees, goldfinches, and wrens feast at my table.
Monday afternoon my heart skipped a beat.
From the corner of my eye I saw a flash of rich, intense sapphire blue. It was an indigo bunting! His gorgeous blue feathers glistened in the sunlight, reflecting the radiance of His Creator.read more
Lord, I’m listening. I’m waiting on You for I know You hear my cries. I know You stand ready to respond to meet my needs because of Your great love.
But I can’t hear You. I can’t see Your hand working. You have become silent.read more
The morning light felt gentle and warm against my troubled spirit. I sat on the porch sipping my coffee, Bible in lap, Blue by my side. Peace settled over me — contentment that had been missing for quite some time.
“Speak to me through Your Word, Lord. I’m listening,” I prayed.
Opening my Bible, my eyes fell on the subtitle of Psalm 137: Longing for Zion in a Foreign Land. I paused and considered the season of life I’m experiencing.
It feels foreign to me.read more