- From the Seedy Part of Town
- Must Not Give Up!
- If I Only Had a Picture
- Home: January 15, 2008
- Miss you, Dad!
- Another Graduation in the Can!
- Weekly Challenge Post #2: Curves (in Seattle)
- Weekly Photo Challenge: Curves
- More FUNna!
- Deer Fence
- A Feeble Fable
- You seem a bit unapproachable today . . .
- The Flora and the FUNNa at Descanso Gardens
- Thought for the Day: Water, the New Ice Cream
- Call It Art
- Nature’s Hallelujah!–A Hummingbird Story
- Outside My Office Window
- Tiger, Tiger Burning Bright
- Weekly Photo Challenge: Fleeting
- Telephone Booth!!!!
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Tag Archives: struggle
There is in trust a kind of writing between the lines. I trust you, but that trust expects acceptable outcomes—acceptable to me. My blank slate of surrender has a lot of smudges around the edges—things like “Don’t let it hurt” … Continue reading
It’s the waiting that gets me. Always the waiting, never the now, longing for change, but change comes in the later. The past seems to hold regrets or nostalgia that trumps anything remotely real and present. It’s the waiting that … Continue reading
Having a hard day and needing a bit of perspective and inspiration, look here. This is a blog I follow from a young lady who battles Rett Syndrome. Her story, her bravery, and her faith is very inspiring to me. … Continue reading
Hope and despair, side by side, comingled like lovers, estranged but intimate— of necessity joined in a world that feeds both. Hope looks beyond to the “other”— promised, longed for. Despair looks to what is, heavy and real— the pressing … Continue reading
Pry from my hands these little trinkets, these very important “holy” things. Break these idols that I trust in; let me know my depth of sin. Devastate me with Your nearness; fill me with Your Spirit’s blaze. In one moment, … Continue reading
I don’t think I have a split personality; but if I did, would I know it? Maybe it’s just the neighbor’s marijuana wafting in through the swamp cooler on a hot day, or maybe I really am two people living … Continue reading