... because all that glitters is not gold
Wednesday, December 28, 2011
Contemplation
Saturday, December 10, 2011
Rejoice - Pray - Be grateful
Friday, December 9, 2011
Learning
Show me, I may remember.
But involve me, and I'll understand.
Do not be discouraged
Monday, December 5, 2011
Promised land
find the homeless parts of me;
guide them toward yourself,
for you are my promised land.
Tuesday, November 22, 2011
Chastity
Monday, November 21, 2011
Slow down
Monday, November 14, 2011
Being yourself
Thursday, November 10, 2011
Fidelity
Tuesday, November 8, 2011
Beautiful
Monday, November 7, 2011
Forgiveness
Saturday, November 5, 2011
Oil lamps
Friday, November 4, 2011
Monday, October 31, 2011
Tuesday, October 25, 2011
Jesus came to bring the good news to the poor
Monday, October 17, 2011
Trust
Thursday, October 6, 2011
Be true to yourself
Wednesday, October 5, 2011
Tuesday, September 20, 2011
Character
Saturday, September 17, 2011
A hard law
Friday, September 2, 2011
Image of God
Wednesday, August 31, 2011
Can't
Monday, August 29, 2011
The hand
Thursday, August 18, 2011
Setting goals
Saturday, August 13, 2011
See new landscapes
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
Letting go
Monday, August 8, 2011
God's everywhere
Thursday, August 4, 2011
Friday, July 29, 2011
Shadows
Tuesday, July 26, 2011
Ongoing conversion
Saturday, July 23, 2011
Friday, July 22, 2011
The challenge of midlife
Thursday, July 21, 2011
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
Christianity
Friday, July 8, 2011
When bad things happen
Monday, July 4, 2011
Wait
Friday, July 1, 2011
At fifty
Thursday, June 30, 2011
Kindness
Wednesday, June 29, 2011
A Letter to a Friend
Yesterday, I watched you walking and laughing with your friends;
I had hoped that soon you'd want me to walk with you, too.
So I painted you a sunset to close your day,
and whispered a cool breeze to refresh you.
I waited - you never called - I just kept on loving you.
As I watched you fall asleep last night, I wanted so much to touch you.
I spilled moonlight onto your face - trickling down your cheeks as so many tears have.
You didn't even think of me;
I wanted so much to comfort you.
The next day I exploded a bright sunrise into a glorious morning for you.
But you woke up late and rushed off to work - you didn't even notice.
My sky became cloudy and my tears were the rain.
I love you. Oh, if you'd only listen ... I really love you.
I try to say it in the quiet of the green meadow, and on the blue sky.
The wind whispers my love throughout the treetops,
and spills it into the vibrant colours of all the flowers.
I shout it to you in the thunder of the great waterfalls,
and compose love songs for birds to sing for you.
I warm you with the clothing of my sunshine and perfume the air with nature's sweet scent.
My love for you is deeper than any ocean, and greater than any need in your heart.
If you'd only realise how I care.
My Dad sends His love.
I want you to meet Him - He cares, too.
Fathers are just that way.
So, please call on me soon. No matter how long it takes.
I'll wait - because I love you.
Your friend,
Jesus
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
Forgiveness
To forgive is really to remember that nobody is perfect.
That each of us stumbles when we want so much to stay upright;
That each of us says things, we wish we had never said.
That we can all forget that love is more important than being right.
To forgive is really to remember that we are so much more than our mistakes;
That we are often more kind and caring,
That accepting another's flaws can help us accept our own.
To forgive is to remember that the odds are pretty good
that we might soon need to be forgiven ourselves.
That life sometimes gives us more than we can handle gracefully.
To forgive is to remember that we have room in our hearts
to begin again, and again, and again.
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
Self-patience
The Necklace
Waiting with her mother at the checkout stand, she saw them, a circle of glistening white pearls in a pink foil box.
"Oh mommy please, Mommy. Can I have them? Please, Mommy, please?"
Quickly the mother checked the back of the little foil box and then looked back into the pleading blue eyes of her little girl's upturned face.
"A dollar ninety-five.. That's almost $2.00. If you really want them, I'll think of some extra chores for you and in no time you can save enough money to buy them for yourself.. Your birthday's only a week away and you might get another crisp dollar bill from Grandma."
As soon as Jenny got home, she emptied her penny bank and counted out 17 pennies. After dinner, she did more than her share of chores and she went to the neighbor and asked Mrs. McJames if she could pick dandelions for ten cents. On her birthday, Grandma did give her another new dollar bill and at last she had enough money to buy the necklace.
Jenny loved her pearls. They made her feel dressed up and grown up. She wore them everywhere, Sunday school, kindergarten, even to bed. The only time she took them off was when she went swimming or had a bubble bath. Mother said if they got wet, they might turn her neck green.
Jenny had a very loving daddy and every night when she was ready for bed, he would stop whatever he was doing and come upstairs to read her a story. One night as he finished the story, he asked Jenny, "Do you love me?"
"Oh yes, daddy. You know that I love you."
"Then give me your pearls."
"Oh, daddy, not my pearls. But you can have Princess, the white horse from my collection, the one with the pink tail. Remember, daddy? The one you gave me. She's my very favorite."
"That's okay, Honey, daddy loves you. Good night." And he brushed her cheek with a kiss.
About a week later, after the story time, Jenny's daddy asked again, "Do you love me?"
"Daddy, you know I love you."
"Then give me your pearls."
"Oh Daddy, not my pearls. But you can have my baby doll. The brand new one I got for my birthday. She is beautiful and you can have the yellow blanket that matches her sleeper."
"That's okay. Sleep well.. God bless you, little one. Daddy loves you."
And as always, he brushed her cheek with a gentle kiss.
A few nights later when her daddy came in, Jenny was sitting on her bed with her legs crossed
Indian style..
As he came close, he noticed her chin was trembling and one silent tear rolled down her cheek.
"What is it, Jenny? What's the matter?"
Jenny didn't say anything but lifted her little hand up to her daddy. And when she opened it,
there was her little pearl necklace. With a little quiver, she finally said, "Here, daddy; this is
for you."
With tears gathering in his own eyes, Jenny's daddy reached out with one hand to take the dime
store necklace, and with the other hand he reached into his pocket and pulled out a blue velvet
case with a strand of genuine pearls and gave them to Jenny....
He had them all the time. He was just waiting for her to give up the dime-store stuff so he could
give her the genuine treasure.
So it is, with our Heavenly Father. He is waiting for us to give up the cheap things in our lives so that he can give us beautiful treasures.
God will never take away something without giving you something better in its place.
Monday, June 20, 2011
If I had my life to live over
I would have gone to bed when I was sick instead of pretending the earth would go into a holding pattern if I weren't there for the day.
I would have burned the pink candle sculpted like a rose before it melted in storage.
I would have talked less and listened more.
I would have invited friends over to dinner even if the carpet was stained, or the sofa faded.
I would have eaten the popcorn in the 'good' living room and worried much less about the dirt when someone wanted to light a fire in the fireplace.
I would have taken the time to listen to my grandfather ramble about his youth.
I would have shared more of the responsibility carried by my husband.
I would never have insisted the car windows be rolled up on a summer day because my hair had just been teased and sprayed.
I would have sat on the lawn with my grass stains.
I would have cried and laughed less while watching television and more while watching life.
I would never have bought anything just because it was practical, wouldn't show soil, or was guaranteed to last a lifetime.
Instead of wishing away nine months of pregnancy, I'd have cherished every moment and realized that the wonderment growing inside me was the only chance in life to assist God in a miracle..
When my kids kissed me impetuously, I would never have said, 'Later... Now go get washed up for dinner.' There would have been more 'I love you's, more 'I'm sorry's.'
But mostly, given another shot at life, I would seize every minute; look at it and really see it; live it and never give it back. STOP SWEATING THE SMALL STUFF!
Thursday, June 16, 2011
Accepting imperfections
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
Wrapped in God
Saturday, April 16, 2011
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
Surrender
Thursday, March 31, 2011
Self-defense
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Hope after loss
First, you have to deal with the grief and this can take a long time. Loss is a powerful event that can't be swept under the rug. It's important to talk to someone to sort out your feelings: a friend, support group, counselor, therapist, perhaps even your doctor. There are people out there who can help you through this process. You don't have to go it alone.
Eventually, you'll find your way back to happiness again. Whatever happened to you will no longer hold you prisoner, and the fear won't compare to the freedom you feel to enjoy life to its fullest.
I don't think we ever really get over a crisis or "move on". Instead, we grow. We take all we've learned and continue growing. Trusting in the goodness of life is part of that. Instead of dreading the next calamity, we hope for impending joy. I know it's difficult, but I also know it's possible. I've seen it happen.
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Monday, March 28, 2011
Prayer
Saturday, March 26, 2011
God's promise
Thursday, March 24, 2011
Lean-tos
Lean-tos are not permanent havens; they are temporary but essential shelters when the storms rage around us or inside of us. Becoming too dependent upon others is emotionally unhealthy. We need to trust others for comfort, support, and vision when our spirit feels weak and visionless, but in the end, we have to do our part, accept our responsibility, and make our own choices and decisions. It is unfair for us to expect others to do this for us. They can cheer us on and cheer us up. They can go on believing in us when we cease to believe in ourselves. But they cannot do our growing for us.
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
Trials
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
All is on loan
Saturday, March 19, 2011
Something good
Friday, March 18, 2011
Loving my enemy
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
Christ in us
Saturday, March 12, 2011
"Blessed are those who mourn"
Those who do not harden their hearts to the pain and need of others, who do not give evil entry to their souls, but suffer under its power and so acknowledge the truth of God - they are the ones who open the windows of the world to let the light in. It is to those who mourn in this sense that great consolation is promised.
Friday, March 11, 2011
The Jesus who divides
... Jesus doesn't divide because he's divided in himself. He simply shows up the way in which people are torn apart. He reveals that apparently harmonious families only seem to hold together, that their members have conformed to one another not out of love but out of convenience. But a great deal of aggression has accumulated behind this conformity which rips the family apart internally. Jesus speaks in a provocative way so that everyone can decide for him or against him, so that all can decide on the way that God entrusts to them, so that all can come to life on their own authentically personal ways...
But yet another aspect of the Jesus who divides is important to me: many people haven't ever decided what course to take... They do what others expect of them. Jesus challenges us to seek our own way and to discover our own self. That can happen only if we distance ourselves from the wishes of others...
It's only when I stand on my own feet that I can really communicate in freedom with my fellow men and women. Only then can encounter take place. As long as we're entangled with one another and the demarcation lines aren't clear, we can't recognize either the mystery of the other or our own identity. Jesus wants encounters between mature people, independent people. And that first requires division, distancing, detachment. That's the only way to a fruitful relationship.
Monday, March 7, 2011
Only Jesus
True joy and peace are on the straight and narrow path that Jesus shows us.
Christ, the rock of our life
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
Faith in Providence
Friday, February 25, 2011
A faithful friend
A faithful friend is beyond price, no sum can balance his worth.
A faithful friend is a life-saving remedy, such as he who fears God finds;
For he who fears God behaves accordingly, and his friend will be like himself.
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
The rewards of Wisdom
He who loves her loves life; those who seek her out win her favor.
He who holds her fast inherits glory; wherever he dwells, the Lord bestows blessings.
Those who serve her serve the Holy One; those who love her the Lord loves.
He who obeys her judges nations; he who hearkens to her dwells in her inmost chambers.
If one trusts her, he will possess her; his descendants too will inherit her.
She walks with him as a stranger, and at first she puts him to the test;
Fear and dread she brings upon him and tries him with her discipline;
With her precepts she puts him to the proof, until his heart is fully with her.
Then she comes back to bring him happiness
and reveal her secrets to him.