Friday, October 14, 2022

Eyes to See

“Unto You I lift up my eyes, O You who dwell in the heavens. Behold, as the eyes of servants look to the hand of their masters, as eyes of a maid to the hand of her mistress, so our eyes look to the Lord Our God.” Psalm 123: 1,2

When we consider all the myriad images our eyes take in during the course of a single day, it is almost more than we can imagine. Aside from our normal daily life, social media offers up more than we can possibly take in - and yet we do. 

It doesn’t end with the looking. The words and images travel to our minds and hearts - a co-mingling of activity and emotion that changes us in ways we little understand. We cannot underestimate the power of the things we see.

When my heart is weary and overwhelmed with the whirling images and words, I know I need to change my focus. I need to find the place of rest and peace - the place of truth and grounding; the firm footing on which I can stand. 

 I find it in His Word, of course, but if I look with a heart focused on Him I will find His little “love notes” all around me in:

A glorious sunset
A sweet baby’s smile
A bush bursting with tiny flowers
A changing of the season - reminder of His unchanging faithfulness

May we have eyes to see.


Monday, October 10, 2022

My Book Free on Amazon Kindle

 For those of you who have graciously recently begun to visit this little corner of the internet, I thought I would tell you about a little book I self-published almost six years ago. It is available on amazon, and I have made the kindle version free beginning Oct. 13th and running until Oct. 17th.

If you enjoy a gentle, cozy, Christian mystery you might like this one. 

Here is the link:


Thanks so much,


Friday, July 29, 2022

Distilled Days


I look at the faces of these dear little great-granddaughters and can’t help but think about the way that life for them is distilled down to the very basics. They are loved, fed, clothed and sheltered; their days are filled with absorbing life around them and learning how to navigate their way through this wide, new world. 

My days, too, in my seventh decade have become distilled. In spite of their sameness (because of our age and a couple of serious health issues we continue to live cautiously), the gift of them is filled with wonder and grace. We are loved, fed, clothed, sheltered and well cared for. 

I find,too, in the noise and confusion from what seems like every corner of our world - the cacophony of voices shouting over one another with little time given to listening - I long for the distillation of simple truth. 

I want my life to stand on the solid foundation of the truth found only in the Word of God. There all arguing ceases and the echoes of opposing voices fade away into silence. There I find peace and hope and a love that sustains me. There I find the sure path to gently travel this winter season of my life. 

This gift of truth that never changes no matter how they try to twist and force it into a shape it simply will not hold, becomes more precious with every swiftly passing day. 

“Unfailing love and truth have met together.
    Righteousness and peace have kissed!”

Psalm 85:10

Tuesday, May 17, 2022

Just Bloom


The analogy, of course, is obvious. We can bloom no matter what the circumstances. But isn’t it a hopeful, encouraging truth - especially in these difficult times?

I think what captivates me about these sweet little flowers is the way their beauty shines against their dark surroundings. They haven’t simply bloomed; they’ve done it to the very best of their ability with verve and joy. 

They don’t pine away wishing someone would come and make things better or wilt with longing to be somewhere else. They simply - well - faithfully bloom right where they’re planted, knowing the One who placed them there loves them - and is well pleased.

Saturday, May 14, 2022

Free Prayer Always

 Summer temperatures have arrived, blown in on gusty winds. A return to walking in the mall seems like the best option these days for old retirees who don't rise with the sun. 

I've walked past this Christian Book Store many times, but this sign is new. I didn't read the full sign until the second or third time around but on the last lap I slowed to take it all in. 

"Need prayer? Come on in. Free prayer always."

What a lovely, kind invitation. It's one that is open to anyone - and, I thought as I walked by, one that the Lord extends to us every moment of every day. The promise is written in His word: 

"Then you will call on me and come and pray to me, and I will listen to you."

Jeremiah 29:12

We have an open invitation. It's free - always. 

A little picture from my morning walk (outdoors today). Sweet Mexican Hat flowers, dancing in the wind. They're a free gift from Him too!



Thursday, April 7, 2022

All Things Made New

Every spring I find myself searching for just the right adjective to describe the green of newly formed leaves. They stand framed by a clear blue, luminous sky and appear filled with light and life. In the coming weeks they will mature and look more staid and solid, but for now they speak new life in a way I  simply cannot find adequate words to describe. 

You will no doubt notice the poor dead tree in the foreground. A harsh winter freeze robbed it of life, and there will be no luxurious growth of fresh green leaves or the lovely pink flowers that bloomed in past years.

I feel a bit sad in the face of such a dramatic contrast, but I'm reminded of something that brings me hope. There will be barrenness and suffering and death, but we have the promise of new life. In Jesus, the power of death is subsumed into resurrected life - luminous, beautiful and new. He came to make all things new. 

"And He who sits on the throne said, “Behold, I am making all things new.” And He said, “Write, for these words are faithful and true.” Revelation 21:5

 "Jesus said to her, “I am the resurrection and the life; he who believes in Me will live even if he dies," John 11:25



Sunday, March 27, 2022

Praise Anyway

A time came when the circumstances of my life became a wall between the Lord and my heart. Sorrow, disappointment and even anger piled one on top of the other, rendering prayer impossible. My desperate prayers still hung somewhere between heaven and earth, and I had no more words.

To live separated from God is an empty existence, especially when it is a choice. One day I got down on my knees and asked Him how to pray. What could I say after such disappointment?

The answer came: "Praise."

I took up residence in the Psalms. Like a slow metamorphosis it came - peace.

We are living in overwhelming times. Images flash on screens and embed themselves in our hearts and minds. We long for answers and pray for peace and for His kingdom to come. Some days it's hard to pray.

I walked this morning - right in the middle of His beautiful, breathtaking creation - and I heard Him whisper it again: "Praise."

I praise You Lord:

 - You are the One true God, and there is none beside You
 - You are holy and righteous
 - Your word is living and powerful and true
 - You are the great Creator and You hold the world in Your hands
 - You hung the stars in space and know each one by name
 - Your hand spans the heavens
 - You see every heart and know us by name
 - Your plans and purposes are good
 - You bend down low and hear each voice as though it was the only one
 - You have won the victory over sin and death
 - You are unchanging - the same yesterday, today and forever
 - In You and through You we have everything we need
 - You love us unconditionally with a love that cannot be measured
 - You are our refuge and strength - our shelter in times of trouble
 - Your are the sure foundation under our feet
 - You have promised to never leave us or forsake us, and Your promises are true


(A repost from 2014)