Where seeds of thought have room to grow
Category: peace, love and understanding
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Prayer weaves its way throughout my being, throughout my day … a strong fiber holding the pieces together, supporting me, lifting me … a light breaking the darkness, revealing blessings, allowing hope. Today, and for the next several days, weeks, months, I'm asking for your prayer to join mine… About the time most of us…
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I stepped out this morning to a world washed by a silent rain. It surprised me, seeing the puddles on the porch and the drops glistening in the trees. I hadn't expected it to rain last night, didn't hear it tapping on our metal roof. How much more surprised the people of Japan must have…
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…dust to dust. Tonight I'll be reminded of my mortality … of the swiftness of life … of my transgressions. No need to remind me of my mortality. Lately, I'll be going about my business and then suddenly I have this impression, or perhaps you could even call it a vision, of my life in…
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I spent two days witnessing love and friendship poured back upon a family mourning a husband, father, son, brother, uncle. A whole community grieved over the loss of one man, joined by family and friends who had traveled thousands of miles to pay their respects, impressing upon me visually what an amazing difference one man…
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A gray day spent dealing with frustrations over computer glitches, rude people, and staff who are so quick to deny responsibility for a problem that they fail to listen or offer productive advice (their job – what my money is paying them to do.) A day I dreaded, because I anticipated all of these problems…
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Pink clouds, pink skies have greeted my ascension to the dirt road the past two mornings … a nice change from the woolen grays and mist that have been waiting up there for me lately. I've noticed that a pink sky or one filled with clouds that look dipped in pink-orange paint lighten my heart…
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I don't normally make resolutions – I figure if there's an improvement to make or goal to set, why not start today, right now? But this year is different. I'm adopting a song as my New Year's Resolution, a chant for the coming year to help me get through those inevitable stormy days: "Hey, Hey, Hey" by…
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Out of the silence, Music. Out of the darkness, Light. Out of uncertainty, Promise. Merry Christmas Eve, everyone. This verse came to me via email, a Christmas card from a friend. I love the simplicity of it and wanted to share it with you. I'm bleary-eyed and worn out, still working my way down a neglected…
Long Hollow 