Month: February 2013

Under His Feet

  We tried to row and move along. The winds were harsh and waves were strong. With raging storms and waters high, We could not move for fear to die. * You just had shown your mighty pow’r, In feeding crowds that previous hour….

Pastor Saeed

Please continue to pray for Saeed!  

For Saeed

They hurled insults, and spat on you. They laughed – said that you’re mad. They beat and kicked you in your face, Then left and hoped you’re dead. * They said you must deny your God. Then beat you till you would. They tried…

Pardon Me

S’cuse me while you folks debate, In knowledge deep and high, While you ponder those who’re gone And said their last good bye. * Sorry, if I bother you, In fig’ring out who lied, That boy took daddy’s gun away Left, shot himself, and…

Living and Looking into Surrender

This year I am doing it differently! No more resolutions. Instead I have decided to follow a movement (My One Word) that has spread throughout the country, of choosing a word for the year and living into it. I prayed about this process and…

Awareness

Awareness … of the sound of the ice breaking and snow crunching beneath my feet … Awareness … of my heartbeat drumming in unison with the pace of my walk … Awareness … of my breath, visible only for a short second … Awareness…

Follow Me

(The best sermons preached are those coming from our own hearts reaching down into our own souls… such was this poem!) * You can’t just click to follow Me You must deny yourself. You can’t hit “like” to help you see – But love…

LOSER MOM

Parenting is humbling. Parenting teenagers can be downright humiliating. While we instruct and correct we must do so carefully and lovingly, lest we ourselves become the object lessons to our juvenile audience. Yes, I admit, I am a loser. Let me explain. Last night…

Some Awe vs. Awesome

  So often I rush about, seeking recognition, and trying to make myself indispensable and important. Resting and slowing down to see the beauty in nature seem counter cultural and counter self. But here in the rest and outside, my mind is able to…

Walk With Me

Walk with me. Let’s remember the spring when we planted gardens and watched them grow. Walk with me. Let’s remember the summer when we sat at the beach and watched the kids play. Walk with me. Let’s remember the fall when we ate apples…

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