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
depression
At the Altar
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
All in One Day
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,
Once Again.
Our woes and worriesweigh us down,heavy,tearful,until they become a dwelling place. Woe is me,this home of mine. While we ride the woe coaster,He watches,He loves,He sits on the porchlonging for usto come sit with Him. His love is so greatand the size of our woes doesn’t change it.It is what it is.His love.He is who He
Praise in the Rain
The sun rises.It’s the beautiful days,when life is good,all is well,carefree,and pain is absent. Those are theoccasional momentswhen all is right with the world. We thank Him…. we try to rememberto thank Him. Then the rain comes,the tide turns,the pain comes,our eyes burn,the tears flow. He so quickly comes to mind.Before all else. We beg,we plead,we bargain,we cry out,we
Again and Again.
Restless spirit. A calming God. Worried heart. A reassuring God. Heavy soul. An uplifting God. Hurting and in pain. A comforting God. He takes care of it all… if we just let it go. Why do we hold on so tight when His hands are outstretched, reaching out to calm, to reassure, to uplift,
Letter by the Bed
I wrote this today with so many people on my mind, including family members, struggling with depression, trying to just put one foot in front of the other while many of us don’t even see it. I used to have a drawer full of masks, they were covered in smiles and “I’m okay” expressions, and
The Mornings.
I believe grief comes in many forms. The loss of a loved one, of course, but isn’t there more? I feel we grieve over the loss of the way things were or were supposed to be, relationships, seeing those we love and care about suffer, losing ourselves in despair. Some grieve from aging and time
Eternal by Scottoline
Well, one of my all-time favorite authors did it again. Eternal is a great read, full of history, and rich in the characters and their story line. It is bittersweet, and yes, difficult to read at times because it is based during the horrific period of WWII, but you will fall in love with the
Coat of Fears and Woe
Her heart broke as the tears flowed,her coat had been heavy to wear.She’d carried it long but was giving up,not sure how much more she could bear. At last she cried out, “I just can’t go on,it is all too heavy for me!”and that’s when she felt a warm embrace and heard the words that would
He Wakes Me
He wakes me in the morning,waiting…waiting…waiting…on me. He wonders… Will I think of Him?Will I trudge down the hall to get coffee?Will I turn on the phone and start to scroll?Will I watch other’s lives, ooh and aah, roll my eyes at crazy people?Will I turn on the computer and grimace at my inbox?Will I
Let’s Get Lit
Wow, 40 years ago, that phrase had a whole different meaning! Lol. But we won’t go there, we’ll go here instead… please read on! I hope your new year has started off better than you could have hoped! I don’t know about you but my resolutions went out the window on about January 4th when
