Saturday, April 7, 2012

What I might say to...

a young husband and father who recently lost his father in a tragic accident:  There is but One that can fill the emptiness your father left behind.  God desires to know you and to be your Father now. 

Friday, April 6, 2012

What I would say to Jim...

At my daughter's wedding, you asked me how I raised the kids that I did.  I answered, 'By the grace of God.'  I wasn't just saying that because it's something people tend to say when asked a question like that.  From the time they were born, I taught them about God.  And I taught them to seek Him first.  (Matthew 6:33).  They learned that God has more than just a plan for their lives, He has a plan for the deepest part of their heart and their very soul as well.  A God centered life is to know a life full of magic and wonder. When she was quite small, she looked up at me and said, "Momma, knowing God is like having a magic genie."  My heart stood still.

Tuesday, January 24, 2012

A mother's prayer yields great power.

I had a long phone conversation with my son last night.  He has a phone interview with the University of Arkansas today.  This was his last choice of the ten schools he has applied to and the first to respond.  And he left here a few weeks ago and has been very homesick ever since.  I think that God is telling him it's ok to come home.  I hope he listens.  A mother's prayer yields great power. 

Sunday, January 22, 2012

kindness....

I would that all people might make the conscious choice to be kind.

Ephesians 4:32
And be kind to one another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another, even as God in Christ forgave you.

1 Peter 3:8-9
8 Finally, all of you be of one mind, having compassion for one another; love as brothers, be tenderhearted, be courteous;[a] 9 not returning evil for evil or reviling for reviling, but on the contrary blessing, knowing that you were called to this, that you may inherit a blessing.

outside of the lines

Lines are drawn around my heart
I dwell within the maze
Some are bold and some are bent,
A few are dim beneath the haze.

The deepest line holds close my faith,
And is the line I will not cross.
The finer lines are questionable.
Would a reach beyond be worth the cost?

One retains my self-respect.
Another holds back tears.
A lesson learned, a truth revealed,
Etched upon my heart throughout the years.

In humility I drew the line
That closes off my heart.
This line of fear I hope one day
Another’s heart will set apart.

February 9, 2001

Epiphany

The view when I look behind...







The view as I look forward...

Saturday, December 3, 2011

rumination....

ru·mi·nate

  [roo-muh-neyt] verb, -nat·ed, -nat·ing. verb

(used without object)
1. to chew the cud, as a ruminant.
2. to meditate or muse; ponder.
verb (used with object)
3. to chew again or over and over.
4. to meditate on; ponder.