Not sure how to write this. I’ve never been good at asking for help from others. But here goes – Last night I received a text from my sister telling me how much she enjoyed my post from yesterday titled, …irrational rhythm. She asked if I’d been getting lots of LIKEs and Comments. My answer? Nope and Nope. Bloggers write for many reasons but one … Continue reading …a little help
People thought WW3 would be nuclear, a rogue nation with a big huge bomb. Instead the world is now at war with a micro-organism that we cannot see, smell or hear. It has swept in silently, like a snow squall on a winter’s day, blanketing our world in contagion. The World is at WAR against COVID19. The front lines are not traditional battlefields, the … Continue reading …the snow squall
I am thankful for the dawn that arrives each morning reminding me daily of God’s love and His promise to be light in the darkness. Humanity is now in a dark time, passing through a wilderness that none of us could have ever imagined. I am however confident in God’s promise is that He is here and that a long as we trust in Him, … Continue reading …let there be light
Standing at the edge of the crowd, I glanced to my left and saw him, kneeling, alone in the midst of a crowd of weary airport travelers. Absorbed in their own frustration with another delay no one seemed to notice this man so clearly in pain. Something was wrong, this was not just a tired traveler. I felt God’s gentle nudge telling me this stranger … Continue reading …God’s nudge
Permanent. Progressive. Fatal. Disease. When someone has a permanent, progressive, fatal disease we follow God’s word and help them. Let each of you look not only to his own interests, but also to the interests of others. Philippians 2:4 (RSV) If I had cancer, people would all rally around me. They’d drive me to chemotherapy. They’d create FundMe pages to raise money for my treatments. … Continue reading What if….
I get lost looking into his eyes, dark pools of mystery. I imagine all he sees in his life and the lessons he could teach me. I am fascinated my his nimble hands and the strength they contain. I wish I could run my fingers through his grey hair, and rub his brow, soothing his tense spirit. I stand in the shadows, watching him eat … Continue reading We are all God’s creatures….