noticing and responding to God in our everyday life
Be still and know that I am God. Be still and know that I am. Be still and know. Be still. Be. ________________________________________________________ May you have time this weekend. For silence or solitude. Even five minutes. To rid of clutter and distractions. To fill with Jesus. Linking with Still Saturday
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This quote hangs in our laundry room. When I open the washer to clothes that should have been in the dryer yesterday, or maybe the day before…I read my quote. I go there. I imagine the piles gone. I imagine 16 years from now. So far. So close. So unknown. Words have impact. These words […]
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“It has always been a happy thought to me that the creek runs on all night, new every minute, whether I wish it or know it or care, as a closed book on a shelf continues to whisper to itself its own inexhaustible tale.” Annie Dillard, Pilgrim at Tinker Creek Do you have a favorite […]
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Tonight Sam has to bring leaves to Cub Scouts. We joked “I wonder where we could find some.” You see, our yard has lots of leaves. Lots of them. We would win a contest for most leaves, I’m sure. In looking at our yard, a verse pops in my head: “The Lord, your God, is […]
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She closed the door behind her. My husband and I alone in the ultrasound room. Knowing something wasn’t right. She said the doctor would be in soon. The room suddenly short on air. April 2001. One month before our one year anniversary. If we have seasons of life, of faith that feel like fall. This […]
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We were sitting in a horseshoe formation. All new students. The professor read Scripture, a narrative from the Gospels. She invited us to imagine ourselves there. What did it look like? What sounds did I hear? Was it crowded? I remember thinking “is this legal to read scripture this way?” I smile now at that […]
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There is beauty all around me. In children’s eyes and in the fall forest. And I am thinking about the two days of blog posts I didn’t write. Our son had his first ever cub scout camping trip. The plan was for Rob and him to spend Friday night. They would be home Saturday night […]
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I remembered the old days, went over all you’ve done, pondered the ways you’ve worked, Stretched out my hands to you, as thirsty for you as a desert thirsty for rain. Psalm 143:5 (Msg) Noticing. Remembering. They work in unison. When I remember all He has done, I notice more of what He is doing […]
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I had a post planned for today. But my noticing and my thoughts are on the events of six years ago this week. We flew to Guatemala. We had placed in our arms the little baby who was to be our son. Who was already our son in our hearts. So for today, I’d love […]
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We were sitting at the kitchen counter this afternoon. Finishing up how many pennies make a nickel for first grade homework. There was a knock at the door. Sam drops his pencil. “Gracie!” he shouts and runs for the door. Sure enough, there is Grace, our across the street neighbor. She is standing with her […]
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If you read my post yesterday, you know I started out the day grumpy. Too warm of weather for my fall plans. On the drive down to the fall festival, my mind and heart adjusted as my family reminded me of who I am, of who I am made to be. Vision for our day. […]
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We sat at Caribou Coffee. The one in White Bear Lake. Holding back the frustration of our day not going the way intended. When my dad said: “It’s not about the pumpkin.” I don’t know when the tradition had started. Maybe it was when I was ten. I remember my mom was in the […]
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And this button if you would like to read last years:
