Joining Lisa-Jo Baker again this week!She...There are many She's in the Word whose names are not known;But what a story each She must have (and I want to hear) in our eternal home:She was a:wifesistermothermaiddaughterwise womanmusiciannursewoman with an issuewidowwoman at the wellI wonder if She's names in eternity HE will tell?LORD,Thank you for making each and every She.And thank You for making me.May Your name and Your fameBe what this She proclaims.Amen. ... Read More about She
Mercy
MERCYWhen I read Lisa Jo's prompt, I thought of an acrostic: Mending EveryWRong Cry with YouThe last twenty four hours have brought out an angst, a frustration and irritation in me. Mercy has not described my heart. And not only did I have the opposite of mercy in me, I shared my feelings, with fervor, to those whom I love dearly and live within the four walls of my home. (Head hanging)But just when the conviction of sin comes, and I acknowledge it, His Mercy washes over ... Read More about Mercy
Can’t find the red balloons
The to-do list for today is longer than my arm:Clean out the dining roomHang welcome bannerRed balloonsClear a shelf in the bathroomPlan mealsGrocery shopClean bathroomsIronLaundryGet tire checked, etc. etcMy 72 year old dad is coming to live with us right on the tails of our baby going to college. Just when I thought the nest would be empty:Our oldest daughter moved home!Her friend has joined us too!My dad is coming to live with us and will be making his new home in what was our dining ... Read More about Can’t find the red balloons
A hairdryer and a song
How is it that you, my baby Victoria, are 18 now? Weren't we just laying on a quilt in the yard watching the clouds and talking about you being old enough to go to school? This phase of high school graduation and knowing you will leave for college soon, has my emotions on a roller coaster ride.It was during those pre-school years that you started a sweet after bath ritual. On tip toes you would stand on top of the commode to see yourself in the mirror, as you would belt out a song ... Read More about A hairdryer and a song
Waiting
He was not on time. He was not even close to being on time, by at least two hours. By the time he showed up to load the lawnmower for repair, my flesh was ready to tell him how late he was, how I had plans to do "this and that" in town and it did not include waiting for hours for him to arrive. Now, I'd been busy in the wait time, accomplishing other tasks on my to-do list; but I would still find myself glancing out the window and even called the shop because they'd said the ... Read More about Waiting