Watching the Lava Several years ago my husband Scott and I flew to Hawaii for our niece’s wedding. While there Steve, Blossom, Scott and I spent a couple of days on the big island of Hawaii. One afternoon we visited an area that had recently been covered by a lava flow. Since the lava wasContinue reading “Watching the Lava”
Category Archives: Christian devotion
Hands
HANDS “His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He cares for me.” Hands— large, small, rough, dirty, slender, graceful. Hands caress and soothe, Wiping away tears. Hands hit and wound, Cruelly inflicting pain. Hands, black with grime, Skillfully repair engines. Hands, manicured and perfumed, Lovingly arrange the roses. Hands, strong yet gentle, CarefullyContinue reading “Hands”
The Eyes Have It
The Eyes Have It As I taught the simple rhythm game, dozens of pairs of dark brown eyes danced with glee. Huge smiles covered the faces of the beautiful children sitting on the floor with me in this church in the poorest section of Matamoros, Mexico. In spite of the language barriers—the children spokeContinue reading “The Eyes Have It”
Hiking Up Long’s Peak
For years I’ve heard about Long’s Peak. One of the highest peaks in the Colorado Rockies at 14,259 feet above sea level, it looks down on thousands of other peaks. Our son and grandsons have climbed to the summit of this majestic mountain. Tired but exhilarated after an all-day hike, they tell of the amazingContinue reading “Hiking Up Long’s Peak”
Choices
Every morning as I prepare for my day, I decide what to wear. Looking in my closet, I have choices. Do I wear a skirt today? Slacks? Jeans? What top coordinates with the skirt or pants? Both must match in color and appropriateness for the weather and occasion. Next, I decide on appropriate accessories. WhichContinue reading “Choices”
As the Deer Pants for Water
As the Deer Pants for Water In August the hot sun scorches the earth. The brittle grass browns and breaks. Moisture-starved leaves yellow and flutter to the ground. The baked earth, cracked in every direction, cries for rain. Insects buzz in erratic dances—nothing else moves. The stifling heat rises in nearly invisible waves. Safe inContinue reading “As the Deer Pants for Water”
At the Beach
One summer Scottand I flew to San Diego to visit our cousin Zelda. While there, we spent some time at the Pacific Ocean’s shore. Just standing at a very small edge of this huge body of water wasawe-inspiring. Looking outward from myvantage point on the sand, I could not imagine the immensity of this vast bodyofContinue reading “At the Beach”
A Hungry Soul
The little soul lived for many years in the same woods. The sun shone on her leafy branches, and she produced much fruit. After many years the trees around this soul grew and their branches met above her head. Those branches provided comfortable shade. She was content in the place she’d always grown. She knewContinue reading “A Hungry Soul”
Cleaning the Stove
This morning I cleaned my stove. Youknow, took out the burners and the drip pans and cleaned all the accumulatedgunk. Most of it wiped up easily, but a few spots took a little elbow greaseand some steel wool pads. Before long, the stove looked shiny and (nearly) new.As I worked, my mind meandered, as ittendsContinue reading “Cleaning the Stove”
The Eyes Have It
The Eyes Have It As I taught the simple rhythm game, dozens of pairs of dark brown eyes danced with glee. Huge smiles covered the faces of the beautiful children sitting on the floor with me in this church in the poorest section of Matamoros, Mexico. In spite of the language barriers—the children spokeContinue reading “The Eyes Have It”
Growing Our Faith Together 