beloved life

Life Without The Loveliness

When small suntan brown hands handed me a fistful of sweaty dandelions I was at a time in life when I gave little or no thought to this ending. These sweet moments, because is there anything sweeter than 4 year old boys picking flowers for their mother? The good and perfect gift that comes from […]

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What Is It?

Manna was the food God sent and it’s literal meaning is “what is it?” God poured it down. A hoarfrost of silvery white settled morning after morning. It tasted of coriander and honey. Before it was gathered, before it was cooked in pans, before it was a cake spicy and sweet tasting of pastry cooked […]

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The Ease Of Being Invited To Simply Pray

I stare out a window at bare winter worn branches, but earlier in the week, the day I woke up early like I’m supposed to; I looked out to a sunrise all soft and pink and lovely. My mind shifts to the prayer. I don’t remember what I said or if I said much of […]

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Small Dinners

I’m thinking about the havens we create. What we allow in and what we say no thank you to. What we compromise on and what we hold our ground on. What is required for each of us to say, “I can rest here.” Towels. Big, fluffy, towels fresh from a dryer with the scent of […]

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All My Fresh Springs Shall Be In Thee

It’s time. Something new is coming to life slowly as the ice melts. Nothing can stay the same. Life moves. Souls move about and a chronicler writes of God’s eyes roaming to and fro. Even God does not seem still. Yet, I know He is my peace when I cannot rest. He keeps me still. […]

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A Snow Covered Dawn

When it feels like there are a hundred things that press down, what if I resolutely uninvited them. Excluded them as I would any other enemy of my soul. The hundred things that need to be done, humble me as I conclude that maybe only one or two of these things has actually been asked […]

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This Love of God

This love of God, this invitation to know Him as a Friend as a Father as a Creator, it seems unreal yet it is so real. As my soul yields more and more to the Spirit that abides so close I wonder at this overcoming joy, this rapture as St. Teresa of Avila called it. […]

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Sense of Smell

We are the aroma of life. Maybe because it is almost Autumn I imagine Christ smelling of falling leaves, drying grass, woods and earth, remnants of frankincense. Do I diffuse the fragrance of Him? His knowledge? Or, do I approach others and diffuse anxiety? The scent of sweat and my own blood, not yet dead […]

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What Knowing Yourself Actually Looks Like

Knowing who you are in Christ looks like a person choosing continually to lay God’s guidelines before awake and opened eyes. A veil is lifted so we can see spiritually hidden things. It is a belief that He is personal. It is knowing for certain you are a soul enfleshed, fearfully and wonderfully made for […]

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