I long for this time of year where once again I steal into our backyard to inhale the aroma of springtime. The orange tree decorated with its pristine white blossoms beckons me to breathe deeply of the hope wafting through the air on the season’s scent. While I linger close enough to be covered in its aroma, I remain a safe distance from the busy, hard-working bees. While hope dances in the promise of these blossoms, hope is also found … Continue reading →
“Give thanks with a grateful heart, Give thanks to the Holy One Give thanks because He’s given Jesus Christ, His Son And now let the weak say, “I am strong,” Let the poor say, “I am rich Because of what the Lord has done for us.” Lyrics by Don Moen (c) 1986 Hearing the words wash peace and trust over me. I see myself standing shoulder to shoulder with our first Christian community of brothers and sisters. Hands raised in … Continue reading →
Cooler weather and more energy have propelled me to the kitchen to whip up some fresh recipes for my family. I have my homemade cookbook. An orange notebook–a throwback to the 70s. Within its cover are aged recipes glued to black construction paper which is slipped into plastic page protectors. Some recipes tried and true. Most, never used. But all looked appetizing when I cut them out hundreds of years ago. Looking for something different one night, I remembered … Continue reading →
During the week, I saw a link on Facebook to a blogpost by Kim. She was giving a warning to these daring young ladies who were invading her sons’ internet sites with their suggestive thoughts and poses. I applauded her for her courage and I admired her for having a relationship with her sons that was so strong and full of Christian values that they didn’t balk. You have to read: http://givenbreath.com/2013/09/03/fyi-if-youre-a-teenage-girl/ Let me know what you think. … Continue reading →
It all started with our kitchen remodel process. Without our appliances, kitchen sink, and other necessities, the Lord gave us the idea to set up a mini kitchen in our family room. So we hauled in the front room coffee table and proceeded to redefine out thoughts on cooking. We had a microwave, a crock pot, a toaster, and a coffee pot decorating our coffee table. Right next to the TV. The kitchen table was the center piece … Continue reading →
Years ago I concocted my own version of cinnamon toast for a tasty and easy breakfast. I took Pillsbury Crescent Rolls, unrolled them into individual pieces so there were eight triangles on a cookie sheet. Then I smeared about a teaspoon, maybe a little more, of softened butter on each triangle. I then sprinkled some sugar, about a teaspoon, over each triangle. Finally I shook cinnamon over the top of each one–to taste. I rolled up the triangles, slowly to keep … Continue reading →
“I lift up my eyes to the hills–where does my help come from? My help comes from the Lord, the Maker of heaven and earth.” Psalm 121: 1-2 NIV I’ve never quite jumped on the bandwagon of finding one word that I thought would describe the Lord’s focus for my life each year. Perhaps I never sought the Lord for that one thing He hoped to accomplish in me or that I hoped would change in my life. … Continue reading →
It’s been so long since I’ve posted here. Besides having problems with my Blogger template, the roads in my life have taken some wild hairpin turns. As I face these issues and hopefully adopt a new design for both my life and my blog, I will be taking a brief pause. Hope to see you back here as I round the bend in the mountain. From My Heart to Yours, “The Lord is righteous in all … Continue reading →
It’s been a long time coming. This urge to write. To write through the pain. To write while hoping for change. What to write? How to write it? What could I say that would bless others? My fists clenched tightly crushing the beautiful petal I wanted to preserve. The pain so raw, I could not touch it with words. The grasping to control that which was slipping through my fingers. When and where would I begin? I tried once … Continue reading →
The bumper sticker tacked up on the laundry room bulletin board draws your eye whenever you exit the house: “Life~What a Beautiful Choice.” It’s a reminder to all of us who live here that this gift of life which we have been given is a treasure. A treasure we must not take lightly. To each of us, it means something different, and it takes on unique meanings for whatever stage of life in which we find ourselves. I cannot … Continue reading →
