So Very Small

*I wasn’t planning on linking, but sentences spilled on page as the sharpness of the word stabbed deep. It’s as if the word were a name tag, taunting to be claimed.    I have a feeling many of us can pick it up, plaster it to our shirts and try to avoid recognition.     …

Meditating on Holy

It’s been an interesting few days. Where 24 hours can feel like a week – blasting the caverns of your fears into glaring light. One bad day carrying the weight of a skyscraper’s worth of crumbled pylons. Credit: Flickr user: OldOnliner In humor not lost on me, as I type these very words, my Sergey Rachmaninov …

Words Worth Wearing

I sit in my corner. Sigh-filled and thankful. Yet weary and a little weaker for the wear this morning.      I know my weakness opens the door for two frequent visitors. It’s up to me to choose who is welcome. I have this reading list of blogs on my home page (sound familiar fellow …

Celebrating Weakness

Credit Pulsating rhythm, from head to heart.     Foggy focus, lethargic beginnings and middles combined with restless ends. My sleep patterns are consistently inconsistent. I used to be an unfailing morning person. It would baffle many of my friends in school growing up. I remember one pre-dawn morning in high school – See You At …

live Grace-fully

It’s the flesh fueled moments…             the furrowed brow                         the complaining spirit                             the demand of quiet and conforming to my will It’s the whisper of …

A Morning At The Well

I am a leaky person.            Siphoning the world through in hopes something will stick. Fill. Remain. I have the Spring of Life at my fingertips.             The body of Living water, standing at my well, inviting me to siphon no longer. The days I walk away, or …

Running Through

“I will lift my eyes to the mountains; From where shall my help come? My help comes from the LORD…He will not allow your foot to slip….The LORD is your keeper…He will keep your soul.” (Psalm 121, excerpts) This image came to my mind today. It flashed through my mind during worship. Have you ever …

Garden

Father,     Cultivate in me a new soil. Where there is dissension, sow a love of unity; where there is scorn, sow instead compassion; where there is intolerance, sow patience and a thirst to investigate further; where there is doubt, please sow wisdom; where there is fear and timidity, sow the strength of your Spirit …