I've moved over to Larksong! New Year...New Look...

I've moved most of my old posts over there too!

Hope you will join me.

Consider Jesus.
Know Jesus.
Learn what kind of Person it is you say you trust and love and worship.
Soak in the shadow of Jesus. Saturate your soul with the ways of Jesus.
Watch Him.
Listen to Him.
Stand in awe of Him.
Let Him overwhelm you with the way He is.      
John Piper

Today marks 35 years of marriage with my very best friend. It's been a wild ride of unspeakable joy! Oh, how I love this man! I wake up to him; I close the day with him and wish that every moment in between could be spent with the one that makes me a little better each day. Each step is a little sweeter, my beloved.

I know...I know...it's been awhile, but the mission trips, summer camps, visiting family have captured the hours. I've been busy pounding the keys, just not here. Hopefully in a couple of weeks I'll get to reveal the epic writing assignment that has taken me away from blogging.

But for me, the good news is.....I'm back!

Exposed

Laid wide open like a butterfly pinned to board.

Shame blushes...Every dirty pore, every weak fiber, even the sacred places...

Exposed

Fears, dreams, words

Placed on the auction block.

Exposed

No place to cower, no chance for retrieval.

I grasp for cover and Jesus tenderly offers...

'Let Me blanket your failure, your vulnerability. Let Me cloak your rejection, your shame.

I covered Eve in the Garden; I covered David on the battlefield.

Cover is My love offering.'

Exposed

Arms lay wide open, pinned to a crossbeam.

'Cover is My love offering.'

A grandmother's love... scroll up a bit to turn off background music



Courtesy of her wonderful mommy!
Happy Valentine's Day...

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Tuesdays with Beth... Charges fed and delivered to the "animal" rooms...women folk embrace and smile love into each other's eyes...Holy words fill the air. Tuesday has arrived and Jesus is our host! Study with Beth knits the generations tightly together; each sharing its unique blend... wrapping His fold with encouragement. Tears tumble freely as we expose the dark hours and welcoming laughter lightens the load. Beth unwraps the Hope and we hide it in the deep places. God graces us with His arrival. Tuesdays cradle our questions and the absent days gird our prayers.
God continues to carve a tender Bride in our gathering place, etching His image on our hearts.

Rule Number One: Don't dare break one of them. Fear keeps a faithful walk on the straight and narrow, but what if that fear to stray prevents the commitment to thrive. I alone carve the sacred commandment to obey others' expectations. Self-inflicted imprisonment. So afraid to disappoint or incur judgement. Abandon the image others paint of me? An intriguing possibility. Go ahead, self...break one!

Four years of survival. That's all. Treading water...Counting hours...Girding myself for the next assault. The onslaught of losses taking its toll. As the year bids its final farewell, I find myself ready to leave the wasteland. No more just surviving, ready for a season with a pulse. Ready to thrive!

That's going to require putting off some old things: guilt, beating myself up, others' perceptions. Time to breathe...Time to risk...Time to move...