Some people say God speaks to them in an audible voice. I wonder if he sounds like Morgan Freeman or James Earl Jones? I haven’t had this experience, but I don’t doubt its legitimacy. God’s voice comes to me through thoughts or impressions in my mind that sound like my voice, but smarter. I discern who…… Continue reading Hearing God’s Voice
Discontentment shakes my shoulder at night. Wake up, it whispers. Think about how you wish were. Focus on your unrealized dreams, your too tight jeans, what you miss, what you hunger for… Most nights I wrestle loose from these thoughts by focusing on things I’m grateful for; the snoring man beside me, loyal and true,…… Continue reading Inconsolable Longings and Stretchy Pants
In 1967, Thomas Anthony Harris wrote the book, I’m Ok – You’re Ok. Wildly popular for its time, it was on the bestseller list for several years and sold over 15 million copies, which in the 70s was quite a big deal. In it, Harris postulates about four ways people view life: I’m Not…… Continue reading We Are Not Ok
Whether we are learning something new or stepping into a new season, it’s tempting to hold on to things that bring us comfort and security.
Hey loves – Just wanted to drop you a note and say Woo Hoo! Good job! High five! Looking good! You’re almost there! And all that. Sometimes it feels like life is uphill both ways, am I right? You think you’re almost at the top, but you get there and realize that was a false…… Continue reading More Cowbell
I’m waiting for the little wren to return to the juniper outside my window. I met him yesterday. We became friends. I watched him from the window while I sat on the bed, retreating. I was at a WAAG, a Weekend (Almost) Alone With God. Almost because there were other women in their rooms on…… Continue reading (Almost) Alone With God
It’s impossible to imagine when bud nor bloom exist, when darkness outruns the day, and asparagus is $4.99 a pound. It’s risky to hope in the bird’s note or dew when all is covered in frost, barren, hunkered down. But our bones remember the perfumes of spring and they will march us there, if we…… Continue reading Spring