I hesitate at times to write things as if they’re from God but I hope you know I write them the way my heart believes He would speak to me and to you. Hey God, I don’t want to be disappointed in this crazy life. I want to love it, and I do, but I
I have a thing about trees. I can’t explain it. There’s this one particular tree on a neighbor’s farm that I’ve photographed 100s of times at sunrise, as in getting in my car at sunrise and racing there to catch it coming up behind that tree. I’ve photographed it with leaves, without leaves, he is
I preach and preach to all who will listen (and yell it for the girl there in the back that looks like me) to let things go, especially those little things that hurt me so. Holding on to them is for what? To prove a point, to make sure we get the last word, to
Even when the storms try to pull us from His grasp, even when our souls are weak, He never lets go. We need to because He never will.
The older I get, the more I’m learning to roll with the tide. It’s all temporary.
We so often feel we are the only ones broken when, truly, the other side of the wall is broken too. Beautifully broken. Just like us.
There are so many things in this world calling out to us, things and places that can never fulfill us the way only He can. Here’s my prayer for you and for me today. Here’s to a day of finding the peace we search for, long for, and so desperately need. Hey God, it’s me.
I don’t know what it is about me and rain. I looked back and realized I’d written several things about it and I guess it’s just the visualization of it cleansing my soul, the desire to feel like it’s God’s love washing over me. What a powerful thought! So, another rain reference for you…. Next
I don’t know about you but I end many of my days feeling as if I’ve run all day long. I don’t mean run as in errands or out and about, although there are those days, but just running emotionally and mentally. It’s as if my soul feels it needs to do and do and
This past Sunday, I woke up so stressed. It was about 1:30 in the morning. I laid in bed tossing and turning until I gave up about 2:30. The list was running rampant in my mind – you know, ‘the list.’ Ridiculous, life-sucking, energy-draining list, most of which we can’t do anything about… except lose
Yesterday, I was sitting on the beach, thanking God for so many things, especially not having a regular 8 to 5 anymore, I don’t miss it. I started thinking about how I asked for prayers this week and I could almost envision some of you whispering the words, like I was doing in that moment,
I find myself at a loss for words.I find myself talking way too much.I am happy and floating,worried and anxious,laughing and smiling,holding back tears….. and that was yesterday. Is it age or hormones,fear and joy mixed together,maybe it’s history replaying in my mind…I do not believe this has a name except perhaps,life. Crazy, chaotic, overwhelming,