Tears come in all "shapes" and sizes... don't they, Lord? At least the ones I have cried. The ones You had me describe, in the precious book You blessed me to write: "Sometimes our Valleys are such that crying is not just inevitable, it is altogether fitting and appropriate. To deny our Grief Tears and...
I love a gentle rain, Lord. The kind that makes peace-full sounds as it hits the leaves and the ground. The kind that soaks in, nourishing the roots of Every Living Thing. Even mine. Sometimes, I lift my hands and my face Heavenward... soaking in the WET-ness. Until my dry roots plump up again... and...
Oh, Lord... Sometimes You pour out Your Love like a tsunami! Filling my cup to overflowing... so much so, I almost have to say, "Stop, Lord! Let me catch my breath!" Not really. I don't want you to ever stop! :) Like Friday. I was driving from Florida to Georgia. On my way to a...
A lot of people are struggling right now... aren't they, Lord? Struggling with the world as it is, yes. But even more so, struggling with the weight of their past decisions. Wrestling with regrets. Wanting to make the "wrongs" Right. Or, at least, to find Forgiveness. Even Reconciliation. I spoke with several such people recently....
We were heading out on another excursion. This time, via steamboat ferry on huge Queenstown Lake. We showed up for breakfast at our cozy B & B. It was at the normal time... but the dining room was empty. My Honey got there first. His brief chat with our hostess must have been Heaven-sent. When...
We finally left it all behind, Lord. The missed flights and the misdirected baggage. The extra-long hours in airports and the long walks between gates. The lost time and the lost opportunities. We spent the last two days in the wilderness. Fishing pristine New Zealand rivers, with water so clear we could see every rock...
Maybe my name isn't really Diana after all. Could it be that it's really Alice, Lord? That's certainly how it has seemed these last few days! Like I fell down a rabbit hole and ended up in DownUnderLand. The place where... ... automobile steering wheels are on the right side. (As opposed to the "wrong"...
It happened in church last Sunday. One of those "Not-To-Be-Mistaken" and "Always-To-Be-Remembered" God Moments. My heart had already been softened by the music. Each note making its way through the "cracks" in the walls around my heart. Sprouting into bloom, like the plants I see growing through garden walls and patios. Rugged, indomitable plants... growing in...
Our pastor read a wonderful story in church on Sunday. One of those "tear-jerkers" that drove his point home. I assumed it was a true story, but it wasn't. Turns out it was a fictional story written in 1974 by Elizabeth Silance Ballard. The story itself may not be true. But it's truly heart-warming. And...
Where did that dream come from, Lord? Not a story played out. Just a face. A face from The Past. My First Love. Back in the days when I was a Princess to Prince Charming. Or... I tried to be. Living a Dream? A Fantasy? A Happily-ever-hoped-for? A play in which I was trying to memorize...
