Life Around Our Home

The sign

For a few moments he let me hold him

he held me in return

confused, then angry, then docile, then he'd remember the awful, awful truth

He would heed no warnings

but, for a few moments he let me hold him.

He let me rub his back as he lay, spent on the floor

the dogs barked,

the policemen arrived and filled our home

taking in the quiet scene before them

then one knelt and felt his ankle as if to check a pulse

they had him up

and cuffed

and out the door at dawn's break

he stared straight ahead

when the car pulled away I threw up my hand thumb, pointer and pinky

"I Love You!"

He didn't look

I'm not really surprised

But I did it anyway

Cause that's what we do.

Figuring Things Out

The alarm went off early. That's not that unusual, even for a saturday because Darryl often forgets (insert usually) to turn off his alarms. Today, however, was not an oversight...today he and Michael are going squirrel hunting.

But since I was awake I climbed out of bed and padded down to make coffee and think. About God. Just think.

I love the early morning because all the "duty" is removed from me and I feel peaceful...or raw looking for peace. Either way, it's my time to quit the flighty, shallow mode of waitress in the morning rush at Waffle House.

I spend so little time here that I wonder if the waitress is REALLY who I am! and THIS a farce! I know....that is kind of up to me. Each day--each moment we get to choose.

This Summer I'm choosing to spend time in Psalm 119. I pray that God will, through it,
"Turn my heart toward His statutes....my eyes away from worthless things..."

Well...not ALL the duty is removed. I owe it to God to at least do this. Open His word. Be quiet.
LISTEN.

Lovely Ladies

Easter Morning...Sisters...He is Risen!.....He is Risen indeed!

A Piece of Me is Missing

    I charish that smile. That rambunctious energy.   What did I do to lose your heart?   I did you wrong son!   Too hard. Too little understanding.   Too harsh.   I grieve for what sweetness there was back in those days when Our roots were North. Grandparents, Aunts and Uncles, cousins, Friends.   Simpler times.   I used to live with NO REGRETS!   And Now I feel FULL of them.
                          GOD!
If My heart must break, break it for YOUR use!

Can you use me still?   Can you repair what the 'locusts' have eaten?
You can...I believe that.

You are a great and loving God! There is no shadow of turning with you!   Thou changest not thy compassions they fail not! Great is THY faithfulness LORD unto me.

This night, Bless him and Keep him--make your face to shine upon him and give him peace.
Make him YOURS.

Shiloh

I want to go home. I am 'home' technically, but Alabama feels like home. A place carved out of the side of a lakeside hill by a woman seeking a place to meet with God in her grief. Shiloh. She called it Shiloh. There she wrestled thru the loneliness, and grief, and stood with hands on hips watching as a tornado hooked left at last minute--leaving her unscathed. Shiloh. God met with her there. Hiding her as in a cleft of a rock...
She made this place a place of great beauty. She welcomed many-gave generously and those who parttake sense God's presence.

Shiloh is a gift. God's gift to the weary soul.

You are a giver of awesome Gifts. Thank you!

July 1st, 2015

This is going to be a busy month. The 4th of July celebrations are right around the corner. Darryl's 50th birthday...Jack's Graduation/Send off Party...our 26th wedding anniversary...and a trip to Ohio to meet up with the girls. Those are OUR plans. God, however, may something else in mind. But until that becomes evident, I ask His blessing on these events celebrating the ones we love and the things we are thankful for.

Puppy Sitting

Smitten!

...We'll miss you little pups!