All of you is more than enough for all of me.
It’s the second Sunday of Advent as I sit quietly waiting for the sun to slowly bring light to morning darkness. I think of him. The oldest son in Arkansas standing somewhere in the wet timber waiting. I remember one Thanksgiving when the… Continue Reading “Advent’s waiting…”
Some evenings I sit with the hubby on the couch knitting needles quietly moving as we watch television. Four rows repeat over and over to create a loved one’s gift. Knit… purl… slip three stitches… I come to a stopping point and hold the… Continue Reading “Unraveling…”
The youngest and his cousin climb high on the wiggly ladder and change light bulbs. I wipe away dust for the hundredth time. We vacuum and mop gritty floors where the worker’s feet have walked. A two week project to transform the shop is… Continue Reading “A Messy Heart”
The lyrics of a song sung in worship drift over and over in my mind. I’ll make my heart Your Bethlehem Where You O Lord can enter in Shine Your light Let Your life in me begin And make my heart your Bethlehem. This… Continue Reading “Your Bethlehem…”