Morning Walk
Creator You embody action and purpose in beauty It's been said the process is the purposeBut oh, how I lust after accomplishment But YouYou are I am There is no artificial divideCreator. Create. Creation. Joy woven throughout Would You sanctify my mimicry? Infuse...
Thirty Days of Thanks – Day 11: Paradigm Shift
Emy and I live in different stratospheres. Operate from opposite paradigms. Speak different languages. When she asked earlier this week about having some friends over to celebrate her birthday with a bonfire, I said sure. "Some" friends. I picture a handful. Five,...
Thirty Days of Thanks – Day 10: Closet Cleaning
I learned to stay out of malls as a newlywed. Considering I worked in one it wasn't easy. At first it seemed like a dream job. A beautiful gift shop full of things our young budget could not afford. But at least I could look. And if I got to wrok early or stayed late,...
Thirty Days of Thanks – Day 9: Focus
I am very happily married. No, it's not perfect. But I am so happy. Content. Thankful. In the days leading up to our wedding, I could find no fault in Jeff. And God help the person who tried to tell me otherwise. Of course I knew he wasn't perfect, but it sure felt...
Thirty Days of Thanks – Day 8: Consuming Fire
Like Pentecost Tongues of fire alight top trees Blazing red Orange enflaming Broad grey backdrop Sky But this fire burns downward And in Tips of leaves like wicks Flicker of a flame That consumes And grows Until It EXPLODES Wind swept leaves A fire that flies All the...
Thirty Days of Thanks – Day 7: Humbled
I'm finding it's pretty impossible to give thanks and complain at the same time. One or the other crowds the other out, and I have to choose which attitude to wear. Giving thanks for . . 22. How this thanks-giving makes me more aware of my grumbling. And it...
Thirty Days of Thanks – Day 6: Counting
I started my blog a couple months before what would be the darkest time in my life. Most parents would agree there is nothing in life that stretches you, tests you, and proves you like raising a child. It also reveals a love that most have not known except maybe from...
