Soli Deo Gloria

All praise to God, the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who has blessed us with every spiritual blessing in the heavenly realms because we are united with Christ. –Ephesians 1:3, NLT If my soul could be set in staff, the notes and rhythms of my heart recorded just when the stings of emotion pullContinue reading “Soli Deo Gloria”

Abundance

The faithful love of the Lord never ends! His mercies never cease. Great is His faithfulness; His mercies begin afresh each morning. I say to myself, “The Lord is my inheritance; therefore, I will hope in Him!” — Lamentations 3:22-24, NLT Walk fully into moments, slow down and saturate yourself with sensory perception, and soakContinue reading “Abundance”

This Joy

This joy pushes at my skin, leaves my heart fluttering  in breathless wonder — I am allowed to create; so, may I write in humility,  a beautiful lowliness,  the recognition that I am  a created being guarded  by the Almighty, shaped by His hands, safe in His arms, one through Jesus. I am overwhelmed byContinue reading “This Joy”

Standing Under Trees II

“I took a walk in the woods and left taller than the trees.” — Henry David Thoreau Sometimes standing under trees is the only way I can breathe deeply enough to relax, to calm myself into remembering what I am — this steady pacing, a day to day reckoning of the joys  and consequences ofContinue reading “Standing Under Trees II”

A Mark for Courage

I have this little pink bookmark in my journal, an encouragement to write and share, for any form of expression takes courage, especially when your heart is in all you give out. These little writings, perhaps incidental to the world, reflect my soul opened, my thoughts laid bare, my profession of faith and often confessionsContinue reading “A Mark for Courage”

Nudges

I’ve developed a fondness  for flowers, and I tell you,  if you take the time to notice,  they are different each day, each hour, really.  I’ve become enamored of bees, only recently realizing how many I’ll see if I slow down and seek them amid blooms near me.  I have been standing  under trees, findingContinue reading “Nudges”

The Artist

A moonbeam rides along the angled roof and sits in the hollows under eaves outside my window as I consider starlight in drifts, like mist blown on ink. The blue haloed Venus has light distilled to white and then diffused into a translucence of beautiful gauze. Moon, stars, all glorious on God’s obsidian canvas, andContinue reading “The Artist”