As a reader of my blog, I am so thankful for you. Your support, love, and encouragement to me means more than I can truly express. With my husband’s dementia, some days it’s hard to fulfill my commitments. But then I think of you. In my minds eye I see your face and think of your hearts, and then I grab hold of “the plow” and start typing …Read More
Category: Finding God’s Presence
Just breathe on me, Lord, and my strength will be renewed. Cup my face in Your hands and resuscitate my weary spirit with Your breath of life.
Many are the afflictions of the righteous, but You promise to deliver us out of them all. You warned us that in this world we would have tribulations — times of crushing, chaos, and confusion — but to be encouraged because You have overcome the world.
It feels like a whirlwind, doesn’t it? Every day is wrought with chaos, confusion, and despair. Every day is rife with hopelessness. Dim, empty eyes stare beyond the masks in their search for peace.
I grabbed my jacket and took off for a much needed walk. The periwinkle sky of November illuminated the remaining red and yellow leaves of fall. Sunshine bathed me in warmth as I labored up the hill to the white clapboard church where a bench awaited me.Read More
Lord, You are high and lifted up. You are holy, sovereign, and You are God — OUR God. Search us and know our anxious thoughts that ravage our minds and steal our peace.
You are our peace.
And You are with us — a very present help in times of trouble.Read More
The morning dew lay heavy upon the grass, glistening drops of refreshment clinging to each blade. In each tiny globe of moisture, the light of a new day reflected like glitter scattered across the field. Searching for renewed hope in God, the tiny beads of light got my attention.
I thought of how the dew was formed — the warm air rising from the earth clashing with the cooler air of descending darkness.Read More
Lord, what a mighty God You are! Faithful and true, merciful and kind. We need You, Lord. Our burdens are heavy, and we’re having a hard time casting all our cares on You.
We are sheep. You are our shepherd. We are not designed to CARRY our burdens — You are. We are designed and instructed to cast them onto You –to throw them towards You like a fisherman with his net.Read More
I pulled my jacket closer to my chin. The fall air felt crisp, even though the sun shone faithfully in the eastern sky. I rounded the curve by the massive sugar maple, its glorious shades of crimson now transitioning to brown — broken pieces of former glory.
While pondering the tree’s recent beauty, I heard a crackling sound at my feet. A multitude of brown, brittle leaves hurried across the road in front of me, ushered by a brisk wind. The crackling was pronounced.Read More
Lord, You have called us to be holy as You are holy. You have called us to steadfast faith in our walk with You, not wavering — being blown about like paper in the wind when the difficult place seeks to devour us.
With You, we can do this — we can remain steadfast.
But without You, steadfast faith runs out the door leaving us in a crumpled mess.Read More
Lord, many are the afflictions of the righteous, but You have promised to deliver us out of them all. And I know You will because I know You are faithful.
So why am I so downcast? Why am I disturbed within with restless thoughts that lead me down a darkened path of doubt and fear and frustration?Read More
I wander in my foggy thoughts, weary steps follow weary steps. I press on, but the mountain is steep. The trail is brutal at times.
Life has been very difficult for a few years now — I know many that have experienced the same. But in the midst of our struggles, God has remained.Read More
Lord, thank You for being so good. Goodness is innate within You. It is who You are. I hold fast to this truth in light of this world that is spinning out of control. As I think on who You are, I find reassurance that, indeed, Your children will see the goodness of God in this land in which we live.
Strengthen our hearts as we wait on You, Lord.Read More
The rhythm of life … a grand old maple. God’s message stood stoic before me resting against the hands of time, its grace shadowing the meadow grass with outstretched arms reaching toward heaven.
Winter is coming. Barren landscapes. Cold, harsh winds. Brittle, dead leaves.Read More