God, our Creator -

Painting
Creating
Moving
On our behalf…

Often, joy is not found in any one thing
but rather -
purely being present.

We planted seeds -
believing they will grow.

Nanny, niece and aunt…

In the quiet days of winter,
spring feels quite distant.

A mockery of sorts - of joys -
come and gone.

I remember right smack dab in the middle of the COVID blues, one of our kids introduced our family to the YouTube channel, “Some Good News…”

It was a welcome piece of genuine positivity - especially when days felt endlessly monotonous.

Perhaps the greatest human tragedy
might be to intellectually explain away
wonderthe GRACE of God…

This is the year.

The year when everything needs to be perfect. It’s most likely our last Thanksgiving together as a family with our mom, Nanny.

We know it.

“Come to Me all who are weary…”

He comes to make the crooked paths straight.
Give strength to the weary.
Bind up the broken-hearted.

Within the Shadows

Three weeks ago, our mom, aka Nanny, was living semi-independently with us coming in daily to care for her.

I recently sat pondering someone else’s wrongs…
And the wrongs of another who gave me such knowledge…

That moment…
When fear loses its grip…

Grace -
t’s always by grace…

God, You say -
”You work everything out for the good of those who love you…”

In light of His loving kindness towards us -
We are changed…

Quietly He whispers…
Peace -

His spoken example - in pure and holy reverence - teaching our hearts to pray…

Your Words…
Sustain me in times of trouble -

I Am the Vine…
You are the branches…

In the crushing…
In the pressing…

The Broken Road -
washed by Grace,