• Door-Opener

    He is the Joy-bringer, filler-upper, healer, rescuer God. From Sunday morning…. You Bring Hope to the Hopeless  Hillsong United  Oh You bring hope to the hopelessAnd light to those in the darknessAnd death to lifeNow I’m aliveOh You give peace to the restlessAnd joy to homes that are brokenI see You nowIn You I’m found…

  • Avian Chorus {a #poem}

    This shady place, shrouded in quiet and the shushing of trees… this cathedral of water-sounds borne on leaves. Here is worship– in the wind– bending carillon chimes blowing clouds, leaving blue. I hear birdsong as they raise their voices in praise. Echoing, answering– “Do you hear Him? Is He not wonderful, our Creator God?” I…

  • Leave This Land and Go!

    Cascade Mountains, Eastern horizon, Washington My friend Debbie and I were talking about downsizing the other day.  Our husbands and we are all around the same age–60-ish–and the seasons of our life are definitely changing.  It’s time to spend with grandkids, time to care for aging parents, deal with retirement, employment changes.  Income changes. And did…

  • Whethering the Weather

    Elliott Bay, Seattle LM Johnson–Used by Permission I glanced out the window last week and thought to myself,How will I know what to wear to school today if I don’t look at the weather? An important question, given this is the Pacific Northwest and the weather is painfully, annoyingly, precociously changing all the time. Then I…

  • Spring reign

      The warm spring rain persisted Like the need for prayer, insisted I arise. A call to care, regardless of the hour, When time knows no limits, And love requires me to listen! Whose heart’s cry do I hear? My own—involved, consumed? Aware of the power, if I ask, for The Father’s hand to reach…

  • First Grade Recess

    I wanna wear rainbow-striped leggings like Carly or a bright pink tutu with Zoe’s sparkly shirt. I’d like pigtails or a vivid purple flower clipped in my hair. I’d like to run with abandon hollering after a ball and do a leaping high five when I catch it. I want to jump rope–double-dutch, in fact–…