Grateful For Your Hug

It was so wonderful to be with my “northern sisters” again.  We had been separated for several weeks by our respective travels. We came together again this week… desperate (mostly) for You, Lord. The journeys — and struggles — we shared made me even more thankful You have brought us together… for such a time as

Present And Accounted For

Oh, Lord…  Sometimes Your absence is Your greatest kindness.  How else could You remind me of my utter hopelessness apart from You? It doesn’t take long.  This, too, is Your Amazing Grace… isn’t it, Lord?  A few hours away from You begins to feel like… forever. Thankfully, You’re not really gone. “And surely I am

Singing in The Silence!

I don’t know his name.  I wouldn’t recognize his face.  Most likely, I won’t see him again this side of Heaven.  But I will see him again… won’t I, Lord? He’s my Brother. It’s amazing what we can pick up when our ears are “on hold.”  When we don’t have sounds to distract us or divert

Capturing A Generation

It’s all about the mind… isn’t it, Lord? “The mind is a terrible thing to waste.”  (Slogan adopted by the United Negro College Fund in 1972) It’s so true.  We (as humans) have known this powerful truth (at least, on some level) for… how long, Lord?  Hundreds of years? “I think, therefore I am.”  (Rene Descartes, “Discourse on

The Squatter Speaks!

The Squatter didn’t show himself until well after dark. We had arrived at our mountain retreat after fifteen long hours of driving.  We had unloaded our truck, unpacked our bags and nestled into Sanctuary Hill. It was after 10:00 PM.  I don’t know why I had gone to that particular spot in our kitchen. But when

No Going Back…

It was a beautiful weekend. A time of Reconnections.  Resurrecting distant memories from days long past.  Releasing new memories into Tomorrows yet to be imagined. Memories centered in our quiet, peaceful, lakefront place hidden from the stress of Mainstream America.  Our safe, small town place with all the best from Yesteryear.  A place of No Fear… only

Where Is Your Sting???

Mine is on my back.  Left side, just above my waist. A red welt about two inches across.  Swollen.  Itching like crazy.  Twenty-four hours after that tiny bee delivered his oversized PUNCH. I felt him before I saw him.  Something alive crawling on my back, underneath my t-shirt.  Making my skin crawl. I put my

Edge of Extinction?

I have heard it said that Christianity is only one generation away from extinction.  Could that possibly be true? I saw four generations gathered together today.  A spiritual melting pot.  Believers, Agnostics, Atheists.  Hot, Lukewarm, Cold.  Passionate, Indifferent, Antagonistic.  Lost and Found.  Wandering Aimlessly.  Seeking. If I saw only with my natural eyes, I might

Unlikely Encounters

Sometimes, my brain takes a walk on The Wild Side… doesn’t it, Lord?  It’s just because I’m following You, right?!  I’m so thankful You have a great sense of humor!   🙂 Like the Unlikely Encounters You lead me into… in the most Unlikely Places.  Yesterday’s Case in Point… I saw them on the 14th tee.

LIVE!!!

Above all… LIVE!!! “In the beginning was The Word, and The Word was with God and The Word was God… In Him was Life, and that Life was the Light of all mankind.” Live deliciously! Live expectantly! Live courageously! Live fearlessly! Live passionately! Live purposefully! Live intentionally! Live exceptionally! Live abundantly! Live uncommonly! Live transparently!