My daffodils are here and they give me hope. Years ago when we first moved into our old house, we began transplanting daffodils around the yard. Patches of them grew in the woods around us, leftover from the days when tenant houses were there. I think of them as wild, although I don't know if… Continue reading Daffodil Strength
Here's to a quiet Christmas Like most everyone I know, I have been on the runaway Polar Express since Thanksgiving. When I was looking at the calendar back in November, the weeks between Thanksgiving and Christmas seemed innocent enough. I loved filling in the squares with all the extra activities - family dinners and holiday… Continue reading A Quiet Christmas
"What do you want me to do for you?" Jesus asks this of Bartimaeus, the blind beggar, who is sitting by the side of the road, shouting "Son of David, have mercy on me!" (Mark 10: 46-52) The disciples are trying to get him to shut up, but Jesus stops in the middle of the… Continue reading What do you want me to do for you?
God spoke to Moses through a burning bush and this week He spoke to me through a gaura plant. I bought the gaura last spring when I went to the plant sale at Northwest High. I had bought some pepper and tomato plants and a few flowers and then picked up a cup with a… Continue reading Just Like Moses
We're all hiding something. I have been thinking about this ever since our tree man was out a few weeks ago to take away yet another of our big old trees, this one a giant walnut that was uprooted during a bad storm. "That big walnut came down because it was weak on the inside,"… Continue reading Covering Up