The journey

Weddings happen and oh how he loves… on the Journey

  The wedding bouquet in the hands of the bride as her bridesmaids spoke prayers over her… We had a wedding not too long ago and two of the greatest joys in my life are now one. Funny though, when he came home over a year ago and told us, the parents, that he had met that special someone, the girl of the dreams… I felt overwhelming…

The breaking point, the healing point, a testimony to passion… on this Journey

When our loved one was going through growth and recovery in the discipleship program, we were allowed to visit once a month. Every Sunday that we visited, we attended church with this rehabilitative group. Every Sunday that we visited, they sang this song. It wasn’t new to us, but it became new when we heard it through the hearts and ears of those are longing to be home. To be in this…

Even So Come – Chris Tomlin Part 1 in this building project Wow, I cannot get this song out of my head and usually I would complain about that reel to reel thing. Not this time. Do you ever think about your legacy? It’s been on my mind. Do you ever think about the mark you’re making even in the moment? What about the words that come…

In Christ Alone Chris Tomlin, Kristian Stanfill Passion 2015, Session 1, Houston, Tx It’s been one of those weeks, right? One of many, yes. But I’m desperate to tell you it’s okay, you’re going to make it, you’re going to survive this, that tomorrow is a brand new day worth fighting for, worth waiting for, and that it’s worth…

Words and Journeys remembered laid out on altars again… on the Journey

David Crowder – Come As You Are

When my friend called this afternoon and asked, “Can you talk?” I knew that whether I could or not, I would. Our son’s are old friends from middle school years. They went their separate ways, but landed in the same mess. My son walked away from all of that some two years ago now. He’s healing and…

Our view of the darkness… on the Journey

  What’s on your heart today? Mine swings from exultant rejoicing over grace and what God has done, can and will do and a grief that strikes deep over what I did not, cannot and will not do, back again to a deep and abiding faith over what I know about a God who gives grace, who forgives, and who lingers, waiting on… us. Yes, waiting on us to come, to come to a saving knowledge of Him who saves,…

Losing Mom… the Journey grieves and yet, there’s grace…

This is the post I have started to write over & over, but it won’t come together and it still hasn’t, but I need to do this. Writing is part of processing and I’m trying so hard to process. My mom died. I wish I could say that in a way that doesn’t sound so hard. But it is hard, it’s really hard.

How do you write about that? I…

Words from days past and words for today, for the captured, the martyred and the held… on this Journey

It was Sunday just about two weeks ago, in the early morning 7ish hour, when the dog and I got out with the husband to take a walk. We trekked back through the Piney Woods area behind the house and snapped photos of these webs.

Sometimes, I think life is complicated and I lose the beauty in the mystery. I stare unseeing at what I can’t explain, what I can’t find words to describe. At other…

I sat in the ER with Mom all day yesterday – yes, again. If you’ve been with me, you’re recognizing that she’s becoming a frequent flyer. This time it’s pneumonia and CHF and age. By the end of the day, she had been admitted to a Skilled Nursing Facility that is actually a Hospice. She’s not to hospice stage yet, but it’s a preparation for the future. With a history of COPD, chronic pain, heart…

I shared this picture on my Facebook page and a few emails recently and it’s an attention grabber for sure.

See if you don’t know me, then you don’t know that I have a chronically silly side, a sarcastic side, and definitely a very dry sense of humor. I’ve always been the type to take a lot of things lightly, laugh at some serious moments and at some serious times. I can hide behind the smile…

When Mother’s fall and heads and hearts are broken, and yet, we find our way home… on the Journey

“Ruth?”

I turned slow, wasn’t quite sure that I had heard my name, but it was, I did. I’m still trying to comprehend, to wrap my mind around thoughts that swirl so fast I can’t think them through, the whirlwind, the windy, wet and cold outside and the warmth inside and the overwhelmed weary body and soul, all trying to land in Kansas, somewhere, like Dorothy. This isn’t Oz, but this week, well…

I spent all of Saturday morning, 5ish am to just past 2pm in the ER with Mom. She fell down. The head is cut, but not broken, and the body is extremely sore. Falling down is tough at any age. It’s really tough at 75ish. She decided in the ER that she must be “one tough old broad” as the falls are often and the sore body is common, yet she survives. It hurts heart and soul to watch the pain that…

Have this kind of night... on the Journey

Amena Brown – He Is Here

At 2am the eyes opened and no idea why, but my mind started the reel to reel over the day just gone. I tried to block it out, but couldn’t. Had I given the advice sound to the young heart seeking truth? Had I been fair and been there for my own young hearts and had I been enough love and enough faith and…

Watch “Gateway Worship – Stay Amazed” on YouTube

Gateway Worship – Stay Amazed: http://youtu.be/-WNb42r1Ob8

Had to share. Wake up with this in your head at 3 a.m. It changes you.

God bless.

I spent the better part of yesterday trying to convince a young heart that we are more than our past mistakes. Sometimes we make choices that regret isn’t even the right word for. We listen to the lie, we fall down, the lies take over and somewhere along the way, we give away our most precious gift. As if all of that isn’t enough ache, enough regret, or enough self condemnation, we also destroy…