Everywhere we look there seems to be poverty, corruption, natural disaster. What hope could there possibly be for any kind of future?
Holy God, did I hear right? I'm just a girl...nothing special. Are you sure you want to entrust me with such an enormous task?
I'm scared, Lord, scared and confused.
Sweet tea and my lap warmer are definitely among my simple pleasures, but one of my favorite simple pleasures is the beauty of the children I love sleeping.
It's pretty calming when Maisie relaxes on my lap. And who doesn't love the gentle whooshing sound of kitty snores? All that pales in comparison to sleeping beauty.
When my knee was replaced two years ago I became more aware than ever of the importance of having a bedroom that's a haven.
Earlier this fall, Tom and I took Annalyn and Gracie to the Renaisssance Festival. The weather was perfect. The crowds weren't overwhelming. And we had great coupons for admission tickets. There was only one downside to the experience.
Are you a planner, Dear Reader? Do you like/crave having all the details accounted for well in advance? Maybe it's a family gathering. Perhaps it's an article you're writing. Or maybe you've gone all out and created your "strategic life plan".
Tom and I have been monitoring, adjusting, and working toward our retirement plan for a few years now. It feels good to have plans and see them accomplished, doesn't it?
I did everything they demanded, Still there was no release. Now, they had raised the ransom. My brain was blazing with frustration. My heart was racing toward panic. Time was crucial.
I was being held hostage, and time had become my enemy.
Having an elementary classroom across the hall from the music room can be a mixed blessing. Thankfully, our school is blessed with an extraordinary music teacher.
28 “Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. 29 Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. 30 For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.”
Our daughter received a small rocking chair for her first birthday. Subsequent children used it, but it’s always been “Mary’s rocker”. Our granddaughter, Annalyn, used it for a couple of years, until she figured out she was a "big girl".
Holy God, thank you for the blessing of faithful parents. This is such a mixed up mess, I don't know how I could possibly function without their foundation of trust in you.
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