My husband has business in Marquette, Michigan, so we’re stretching the week into a mini vacation. One of those hurry-up-and-have fun times. Making memories with the grandgirl. We’re on Mackinac Island. Gracee doesn’t remember her first visit. She rode on Papa’s back then. So everything for her is a new memory. From the ferry ride […]
Monday Meditation: To Wallow in the Glory
I doubt it was her first ice cream cone because she seemed to know what to do. But it was her first ice cream cone with us. One summer Sunday evening. A moment captured through the lens of love. Imprinted in memory and stamped on our hearts. A delicious dive into delight. We walked down […]
Monday Meditation: Do You Love Him? Really?
The sun hesitates to throw off its covers this morning. The sunflowers topple as they die. A goldfinch digs for breakfast. A blue jay settles on the bath for a drink (he drinks fast and flees), and a ruby throat hovers near the feeder. I love silent mornings as I go about my duties. The […]
Monday Meditation: Crazy Love in Northern Michigan
We are “up north” again. We’ve come to pick up my son’s car, left here since his honeymoon when he crashed it. (I still plan to post some wedding pictures. Here’s a peek.) We’ve decided to make a weekend out of it. Friday Night Live has taken over Front Street in Traverse City, and […]
Monday Meditation: Green Like Worship–A Poem
Green like worship summer dreams swim in rippled cloud ponds. Fern fronds bow and stately trunks stretch skyward. Arms reach for heaven hushed by monarch majesty and ancient words carved in dusty walls by shanty boy ghosts seated on log pews. Hymns echo through pine-carpeted cathedral and the sacred pours into lemonade lakes. […]
Monday Meditation: I am Woman ~ Hear Me Snore (repost)
My family told me. I didn’t believe them. Couldn’t be. I’m much too dainty. Well, except maybe for the occasional snort with an uncontrollable laugh. But the other morning I woke suddenly to some kind of squeal. I listened, strained to hear. Silence. I dozed off. And then a rumble. Or something. And I knew. […]
Monday Meditation: Holy Roses?
Holy roses? Seemed so last year. But this year? Hardly. I bought this Knock-Out to plant in Rose Dog’s memory because it’s supposed to be hardly hardy. As well as drought tolerant, self-cleaning (whatever that means), disease resistant, and requires little to no maintenance. My kind of plant. It survived its first winter. Me = […]
Monday Meditation: Memorial Day Morning at Maple Hill (repost)
Maple Hill saw lots of activity this past week. Sprucing up. Decorating. The cemetery is awash in flags. The American Legion places them on the graves of veterans every year. There’s been activity there since early this morning, too. Entry flags hung and raised to half staff. Preparations for memorial service. I took a slow […]
Monday Meditation: My Biggest Idol
It entices me off the path, and I plunge through wet overgrowth for a closer look. Is this a good flower or a bad flower? All I know is that it’s pretty. Demands a close-up. You can’t always tell the inside by the outside. And the allure of the pretty can be dangerous. Solomon found […]
Monday Meditation: What if the Answer is Never?
American Idol. That’s our Sunday series right now. And I’ve pounded away at idols while I’ve taught on Hosea. Yesterday Bill talked about “me first.” The idol of I. Serving or being served. Having it my way. In my time. It’s all about me, you know. We even name stuff after ourselves like iPads and […]
