Dead dreams are rarely dead. They are most often seeds for another season or even another generation.
Hell in a handbasket … whatever that means. (Stopped writing and looked it up, and the term has its origins in French Revolution, where the unlucky victims of the guillotine had their detached heads transported to officials in a handcart … later, the term became … Continue reading Blue Berries to Sooth the Soul
After six weeks away from the city last summer, our adjustment back to city life was a little rough. The first night home, I lay awake listening to sirens scream down Pacific Avenue for certainly ALL NIGHT LOOOOONG while the neighborhood teemed with unaware people … Continue reading Six Weeks of Country
Even in Paradise, humankind has always been meant to live in a relationship of trust with our Creator. God never planned for us to immediately understand and know everything about Him, yet He asks us to love Him anyway.
Today I settled. For months (years, actually), I have determined to photograph some of nature’s shyest and most intriguing creatures by rising before dawn and trekking (automobile style) to a wildlife preserve only 30 minutes from where my mom lives. Doesn’t seem like a hard … Continue reading I Settled
Mike and I are “wresting”. We are on what has become our annual “pray cation”. This year’s theme: WAITING, WRESTLING, AND RESTING … thus WRESTING. Waiting for direction for the future … sensing some changes but want God’s timing and clear leading. (Hint: we would really … Continue reading Six Minutes of “Wresting”
Oops! Looks like someone let some good stuff slip into their yard waste. And look at those sunflowers grow! In a mound of waste, these happy flowers have proudly raised their heads and determined to survive, even though meant to be cast off. They were … Continue reading Good Stuff in the Garbage