Psalm 37 has long been a favorite passage. Outlined and highlighted in various versions of my Bibles. A familiar place to reflect on the variety of its meanings. This year I returned often to verse seven and found a three-step formula to ease me through the cold gloom. A stairway opened toward Hope. Be Still. …
While typing and printing off documents, my printer suddenly decided to morph into la-la land. Electronic devices are wonderful — until they don’t work. Then we’re stuck. Frustrated, I tried several times to print the last document, not realizing what was happening on the other end of electronic cyberspace. After rebooting, unplugging, and still not …
Since God is timeless, it is always a sweet surprise when I discover him working — right on time. A year ago, I bought a lovely journal to add to my stash. Never enough journals for a writer, you know. This particular journal caught my eye because the cover was a quiet country scene with …
Like a delicate scale tipping toward the stress side, balance remains a challenge. Work takes the main role. Responsibilities scream, “Do me first. No time for play.” But without play, creativity is a leftover. It fights against the stress and becomes its own version of writer’s block. Not that the words cease, but the sentences …
Since God is timeless, it is always a sweet surprise when I discover him working—right on time. A year ago, I bought a lovely journal to add to my stash. Never enough journals for a writer, you know. This particular journal caught my eye because the cover was a quiet country scene with wildflowers and …
While printing off documents, my printer suddenly decided to morph into la-la land. Electronic devices are wonderful — until they don’t work. Frustrated, I tried to print the last document, not realizing what was happening on the other end of cyberspace. After rebooting, unplugging and still not printing, I turned everything off and quit for …
When we become still and truly rest, we can discern more of God’s voice and the beauty of his creation.
Since God is timeless, it is always a sweet surprise when I discover him working – right on time. A year ago, I bought a lovely journal to add to my stash. Never enough journals for a writer, you know This particular journal caught my eye because the cover was a quiet country scene with …