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.