Monday, June 28, 2010


Deep calls to deep in the roar of your waterfalls; all your waves and breakers have swept over me.  By day the LORD directs his love, at night his song is with me, a prayer to the God of my life.
Psalm 42:7,8

Receiving His love in these gifts

265.  The laughter and warmth of friendship.
266.  My girl's hand slipping into mine during Sunday worship.
267.  Listening to someone I barely know pray for me.
268.  Sweet southern ice tea on a hot day.
269.  Discovering my cantaloupe vines are growing melons.
270.  The freedom to laugh at myself when I realize I don't remember how to spell cantaloupe. (giggle!)  Thankful for
271.  Early morning coffee in His presence.
272.  My boy cooking homemade pancakes for breakfast
273.  Listening to my kids laughing together.
274.  The fun of getting wet in an unexpected rain shower.

Enjoying the adventure,

holy experience

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Friday, June 25, 2010


This is me.  My life.

The past few years have been one long, furious storm.  Sometimes it was so hard to see through the pounding rain.  Dark days where the sun seemed a distant memory.  It was all I could do to huddle down with my kids praying God would just get us through. 

And He did.

The storm slowly eased off.  Light began to peek through the gray clouds, giving glimpses of hope that maybe life could be good again for us. 

Now I look around me, amazed.  Surprised.  The landscape looks very different than I imagined.  It always is after the big storms.  But there's beauty here, more than I ever expected.  I see God's glory shining through the fading storm.

We are changed, my kids and me.  There is a heartache we will always carry.  Loss does that to you.  But there's joy here too.  And today, I find myself thanking God for the storm.

In His arms,

Monday, June 14, 2010


We were looking forward to school winding down and the first relaxing days of summer.  But unexpectedly, my daughter ended up in the hospital. 
This was not how we planned the summer to begin.  
It's rare that life goes according to plan.
That's what makes it an adventure!

In the midst of the stress and worry, God placed His small touches throughout the days reminding me that He was there with us.

Thanking Him for these unexpected gifts. . .

255.  A friendly and helpful ER staff
256.  Her dad being there and spending that first night with her. 
257.  Hearing friends and family were praying for my girl.
258.  A spacious room with a view on the 14th floor
259.  Seeing my girl's courage and endurance.
260.  Coffee and yummy frosted cinnamon rolls
261.  Discovering one of those wonderful nurses is a sister
262.  Free parking.
263.  Watching a movie together and laughing
264.  Seeing that beautiful sunrise with her from the hospital room.

Be at rest once more, O my soul, for the LORD has been good to you.
Psalm 116:7

holy experience

Wednesday, June 2, 2010


I haven't had much to say.  

God is up to something.  I don't know what it is exactly, only that it's good. 

But the mystery is wreaking havoc with the lingering control freak side of me.  
When I ask Him, He only grins and says, "Trust Me."

Transition is not easy.  This shifting of paradigms makes me dizzy.  It's hard to focus, hard to understand what it is I see.  I'm at a loss to know how to be, how to feel, what to think. 

My old, familiar ways are dissolving and I have nothing left to hold onto.
Except a scarred hand that holds the world, and holds me.

I don't know where we're going.  But I trust Him more today than I did yesterday.  
I guess that's enough.

For I am the LORD, your God, who takes hold of your right hand and says to you,
Do not fear; I will help you.
Isaiah 41:13