Good Evening, God! Ah, memories. . . Recently I misremembered Alfred P. Doolittle’s line in My Fair Lady. What he said was that he was willing to tell them. I misremembered it as to help them. And, as I misremembered,…
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Angels Still Here — Wanting to help us
Good Evening, God! My wonderful husband Kit and I actually ate early enough to go for a walk around our block and this angel is still on duty. I love the Christmas Lights. I love the whole idea of Christmas.…
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Posted in Blessing, connecting, hope, LOVE, Peace, power and peace and gentleness, the gift of persistent love
An Hour of Stillness — A Thankful Heart
Good Morning, God! It’s morning and all is still. No sound of cars driving by as I nipped outside to take this photo of the dawn. The boys are sleeping. I am back in bed with my coffee. Missing Kit.…
A New Week — Another World
Good Morning, God! My morning work is done and I am feeling good! Both boys (young men, really) are off to school with lunches, water bottles, backpacks and saxophone. I have done my morning jog and have now returned to…
Saint Anne, the Patron Saint of Grandmothers
Good Morning, God! Sandy has taken Ian to school and is now biking. I am back into my book – Traveling with Pomegranates — and have just come upon the idea of St. Anne — the mother of Mary —…
Traveling Toward the Light — Sustained by Love
Good Day, God, How I love “light at the end of the tunnel” photos — photos where there is a black frame around the source of light. In this photo I loved the fact that I was looking under three…
Outer and Inner Maps of Reconciliation
Good Morning, God! A map of Ireland, You might ask? Well, this morning — after the conclusion, yesterday afternoon, of the Arcadia Library Open House — my mind is turning toward WHAT ELSE is coming up. I need to sit…
The painful gift of hearing
Ah, dear God, I am such a slow learner — so cowardly when it comes to hearing the pain of those I love. But, fearful or not, there is no point in waiting for sorrow to go away. It insists on speaking and more to the point, on being heard.
A Moment with God 