Unfinished Tasks

I like to cross things off my to-do list. I use tear-off notepads and make lists and lists of what needs to get done today and in the coming days. My lists include unwanted tasks as well as life-giving ones. Then I set to work to accomplish them and cross them off. Done. Finished. Wrapped up. Nice and neat. List tossed in the trash. While some of my friends enjoy the process, I find more delight in the completion. Only then can I rest.

Dwell on These Things

Finally. Finally Paul gets the end of his sermon on how to stand firm. Finally, after instructing us to resolve conflicts, rejoice, pray and not worry, he presents the final thing. And now, dear brothers and sisters, one final thing. Fix your thoughts on what is true, and honorable, and right, and pure, and lovely, … Continue reading Dwell on These Things

The Savior is Born

So [the shepherds] hurried off and found Mary and Joseph, and the baby, who was lying in the manger.Luke 2:16 NIV "Quick guys, this way. Run, keep up. He's over here. This is it. We've found him, the Messiah. The angel said he'd be wrapped in cloths and lying in a manger. There he is. Isn't … Continue reading The Savior is Born

Diamonds are Forever?

As I was leaving the office yesterday, I had a large box in my arms. I pushed open the heavy automatic door but it shut before I was fully outside. My left hand was crushed between the door and the box I was holding. My diamond was gone!

Mind Boggling Peace

Presenting my requests to God on a rainy morning.. Little thoughts nagging at my heart and mind. Waking at 4 am rehearsing all the things I must do today (or is it jet lag?). I’m experiencing the normal stuff of life. Packed schedule, feeling rushed to complete tasks, commitments right around the corner, appointments that … Continue reading Mind Boggling Peace

Mothers and Sons

Vignette One   “I prayed for that! This is the answer to my prayer”, I thought as I listened to my son tell me his journey with Jesus and how he was responding. But then he told me of a friend, a special young woman, who prayed more specifically than I did, who actually challenged … Continue reading Mothers and Sons

Present Your Requests

I am a poor sleeper. I wake many times a night. I started wearing earplugs when I lived in Indonesia because every little sound woke me up—the cry of my sons, the electricity going off or coming back on, critters running across the roof, cats mating in the rafters, kittens mewing in the rafters, or … Continue reading Present Your Requests