October 18, 2017

When something is broken,

hopelessly severed,

damaged beyond use; 
what does it take to mend it?

I can remember my mother coming to the end of her busy day, sitting with the family in front of the television, taking some garment missing a button or presenting a ripped...

October 3, 2017

Life scatters and gathers us. We lose. We search. We find. We take up. We let go. And then the rhythm starts again with each flaming sunrise and each ribboned sunset. However, there comes a time, a season, a process, planned or forced, to sort

through our lifetime accu...

September 27, 2017

How do we know what to keep? Our lives are over-stuffed and crowded even more than our houses. It is too easy to keep what we do not need and wonder why we feel emotionally and physically drained.  How can we learn how to sort? 

My father w...

September 20, 2017

Have you seen the pictures?  Harvey and Irma have blown through the southeast with unrestrained fury and destruction.  People return to their shredded lives with more questions than solutions. They sift through wet and mangled rubble. They face the agonizing truth that...

September 13, 2017

I couldn’t find my passport. I had it to fill out some travel papers within two days. How could it just disappear?  I began my methodical search, reversing where I had been, what papers and files I had used.  Nothing.  Then, I became frantic, looking under, in between,...

September 5, 2017

I would rather hug a fear away than watch another person struggle.  Wouldn’t you?  But sometimes the painful work of love is to refrain from embracing.  Tough love some call it.  Many can’t handle the agony and must rush to help.  But if help replaces the growth anothe...

August 30, 2017

I am a hugger.  I know how important it is to hug at funerals and crisis.  I have always looked for those who live without enough hugs and at least share mine. However, instead of just giving a hug; I receive one in return, a wonderful, warming, encouraging hug surroun...

August 23, 2017

I am a gatherer from way back. I love the gathering process.  I get ready for a day in the kitchen by gathering supplies and cooking utensils.  It stimulates me for the work ahead.  I love packing for a trip.  I stack neatly folded clothes, lay out toiletries, grab sev...

July 19, 2017

I have a tear bottle.

It is fragile, small, long-necked, and vulnerable.  My friend, John Haines, of many missionary travels, gave it to me. I use it to remind me of the scripture “You have collected all my tears in your bottle.  (Psalm 58:6)  Can you even imagine the t...

July 12, 2017

You can always find someone building something.  It is entrepreneurial, visionary, forward-moving work.  I walked through new-builds in Georgia as we tried to locate a new place to live.  They were clean, empty shells, almost sterile with their unused history. However,...

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