Saturday, December 31, 2016

only two months later?? wow!

Its quiet. 
I'm alone.
Dishwasher is running.
Washing machine is running.
I brushed the crumbs off the counters; floors always need swept anyway.
I sit. Listening to the fish tank, didn't fill quite full enough; the sound of water gliding over mossy stones ripples behind me. Sucking in the deep quiet. Measured
breathing. A good dog at my feet. 
My heart should be at peace. Resting. Relishing the moment. 
Morning chaos imprinted, leaves me with a rumbling heart. I know His peace is tangible. 
Touchable. I am close. For now that is enough.
The knowing. Is enough. So often we think we need. Deserve. More. 
He says His Grace is sufficient. 
His Peace He leaves with us. 
Expect trials. He carries us.
His Words. 
He is The Word. 
And it is good.

Tuesday, November 01, 2016

Never Disappoints

So, almost eleven months since I put any words in print. Print that I saved or shared.
Bravely I sit on my front porch staring out at the view and farm I love.

I was supposed to with a bunch of women friends at Eat n Park celebrating my two week past birthday. A group of us bound together by God meet monthly for worship and prayer, studying who God is and how we are to walk the paths He has called us to travel. Additionally, we gather on the first Tuesday of every month to celebrate the lives of those of us born in that month.
Dressed and ready to go my husband got; the phone call. Larry our farm hand was broke down. Combining soybeans in the driest of damp fields, his Gleaner grinds to a halt. Disappointed, I released him to go. Too late to find a sitter for the boys, grandsons eight and nine, permanent residents, sons now really, could never be left alone; maybe till they marry.
Regardless, here I sit. Not at Eat n Park. Not with my friends.
See, the girls all get together for their bimonthly gatherings. Rarely, do I attend.

Having kids at fifty-eight can be a little challenging. We have a few sitters. And, we have grown children who would are happy to help out sometimes. But last minute. Right now. A tough one.
But tonight we had it in the bag. I was going.
Disappointed. Again.
Quickly, God dropped into my heart. Well, A piece of a verse. I am not a good memorizer.
Google. Must love Google.
New Living Translation,
Romans 5:5
5. And this hope will not lead to disappointment. For we know how dearly God loves us, because He has given us the Holy Spirit to fill our hearts with his love.

Boys throw the football back and forth on the gravel path in front of the house. Begging for praise for the amazing catch or pass.
It is good.
I am not disappointed.

Saturday, January 09, 2016

Another Day

My handsome son dressed to the nines. 
 Home from college he escorts a dear friend to the Snowball soirĂ©e. 
Friday was yesterday 
and tonight we watch 
the Steelers vs Cincinnati in freezing rain.
 And yes, as of January 9 my stockings are still hung on the mantle forgotten. 
And never has creative coloring caused such mayhem and chaos.  
Family together beats family apart. 
Tomorrow's adventures will meet us in due time. 
Enjoying the moment is a blessing galore. 

Friday, January 08, 2016

Found It!

I cannot believe I found my blog. All. By. Myself. 
I have had so much to say. 
and no where to record it.
Real question is, can I find my way back here again.