A Prayer For You

Abba, Father, King of my life, hear my prayer in the precious name of Jesus. You have created each of us in Your image. How beautiful! You eternally love each one of Your creation. How awesome!

Abba, help us grow to be more loving, joyful, peaceful, patient, kind, good, faithful, gentle and self-controlled. We give You the control of our words, actions, and thoughts. Make us aware of Your constant presence.

Father, give us the supernatural ability to love others more than ourselves. Keep us humble!

Let Your all-surpassing love shine through us! Give us the ability to ignore other people’s faults, knowing that we all have logs in our own eyes. Imbue us with a strong sense of discernment.

Let Your will be lived out in our daily activities and when this day is complete give us perfect rest.

Make it so!

Blessings to you and yours!




On June 26, 1973 I awoke from a short afternoon nap with a sense of foreboding and noticed some very dark skies.  Looking out the west windows I could tell we were in for a big storm.  There were writhing tails hanging from the clouds on the horizon and, as would be expected, I could hear thunder in the distance.

It was time to close the windows and prepare for the possibility of no electricity.  When one lives in the country, storms often cause power outages.  This storm had the potential of being a doozy.  Pounding, heavy rain began to batter the roof and water began to pour over the entry door.  I heard what sounded like a jet plane. The house began to shake.  My glass cat collection started sliding off the shelves and shattering on the floor.  I had a sudden sense of being lifted up.  Then nothing.

I must have passed out because I remember waking up and wondering what was going on. Where was I?  It seemed that nothing was where it should be. Finally, I began to make sense of my surroundings.  I needed to get out! I had to get out! Seeing the window that used to be above the kitchen sink I, somehow, found a way to get through the debris.  I pulled and pushed on the frame, cutting my hand in the process, to get it open enough to crawl out.  

I didn’t even look back but ran across the street to the neighbor’s and began pounding on the door.   No one was answering.  I felt like the last person on earth.  Where were they?  

I began running down the street and discovered a truck parked beside the small grocery store.  I knew they weren’t open but maybe they had left the keys in the ignition.  I got in to at least get out of the rain.  Lo and behold, the keys were there.  I had never driven a standard transmission vehicle of any kind up to that point but I had watched my dad many times.  I started it, put it in second gear, (I didn’t realize it should be in first. In fact, I’m not sure at that point I even cared about doing it right.) stepped on the gas and got out of there.

Upon reaching the truck owner’s house I tried to explain what had happened.  The house was upside-down, electricity was arcing and sparking from the exposed wires, gas might be leaking, and from that point they took over.  The fire department was called and an ambulance took me to the hospital.  I had one cut on my hand from pulling the window open and many, many bruises that would continue to appear over many weeks.  

I would remember this day for the rest of my life.  Although PTSD plagued me for many years, I was able, with enough counseling and support from family and friends, to overcome and move on.

You might ask, where was God in all this?  Why would He let something like this happen?  First of all, without question, He was with me all through this.  He was holding me as the house was turned up-side-down. I remember feeling cottony softness all around me.  His presence was as physical as the sensation of falling.

God does not desert us in the hard times of life. Why would He let this happen? My response to this question is this, He created nature and all that is part of it, including tornados. He knew and still knows every event that will happen on earth.  Neither you nor I are exempt from the natural order of things.  It’s all part of His story playing out through us.  He does not forget us! 

So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand. Isaiah 41:10

Blessings to you and yours!


Thankful Thursday

I have much to be thankful for! I am blessed!

Jesus and what He did for me (and you)!

Spring rain and thunderstorms.

Good health.

Good teachers who taught me to read well.

Fur babies – Smokey, Salem, and Chewy.

The lawn covered in a gold blanket of dandelions.

The sweet scent of lilac blooms.

Dinner with friends.

Time to sit at the piano and play through some Bach and Mozart.

Ray, who is my lover, bestie, supporter, and all-time greatest husband ever.

Blessings to you and yours!


Sunday Shares

I read and follow many blogs throughout the week.  I have carefully selected a few of my favorites to share.  So, grab a cup of your favorite coffee and a cookie or two and enjoy a few moments of inspiration.

Kris Vallotton shares a verse (Acts 2:17-18) in his post, The One Generation God Favors, that is often wrongly used and quoted to help us understand God’s purpose for each of us in a time of revival.  Kris says, “How many of you understand that not only does revival not have a generation assigned to it, it doesn’t have a gender, nor is it reserved for a specific social class?”

Are you in a state of I cannot continue with the stay-at-home orders any longer? This list of I can not hits the nail on the head.  Over at LaurenSparks.net – Where Thoughts of a Special Needs Mom Intersect With the Cross of Christ you’ll find a list of I cannot that will resonate even if you don’t have a child with special needs.

Jill Coven uses 2 Chronicles 2:14 (one of my favorite verses) to show us Which Way To Turn.  In Jill’s words – – “There is always a choice. It begins with our thoughts and which way we choose. We can choose to have a good day, even in the worst of days. We can turn our thoughts, lives, direction, and eternity around.” 

Pray hard! Pray often!

Blessings to you and yours!



Best Rules For Life Since The 10 Commandments

I certainly can’t say it any better than Eugene Peterson in The Message. Read these words!  Memorize them!  Use them!  It matters!

And so I insist—and God backs me up on this—that there be no going along with the crowd, the empty-headed, mindless crowd. They’ve refused for so long to deal with God that they’ve lost touch not only with God but with reality itself. They can’t think straight anymore. Feeling no pain, they let themselves go in sexual obsession, addicted to every sort of perversion.

 But that’s no life for you. You learned Christ! My assumption is that you have paid careful attention to him, been well instructed in the truth precisely as we have it in Jesus. Since, then, we do not have the excuse of ignorance, everything—and I do mean everything—connected with that old way of life has to go. It’s rotten through and through. Get rid of it! And then take on an entirely new way of life—a God-fashioned life, a life renewed from the inside and working itself into your conduct as God accurately reproduces his character in you.

 What this adds up to, then, is this: no more lies, no more pretense. Tell your neighbor the truth. In Christ’s body we’re all connected to each other, after all. When you lie to others, you end up lying to yourself.

 Go ahead and be angry. You do well to be angry—but don’t use your anger as fuel for revenge. And don’t stay angry. Don’t go to bed angry. Don’t give the Devil that kind of foothold in your life.

 Did you use to make ends meet by stealing? Well, no more! Get an honest job so that you can help others who can’t work.

Watch the way you talk. Let nothing foul or dirty come out of your mouth. Say only what helps, each word a gift.

Don’t grieve God. Don’t break his heart. His Holy Spirit, moving and breathing in you, is the most intimate part of your life, making you fit for himself. Don’t take such a gift for granted.

Make a clean break with all cutting, backbiting, profane talk. Be gentle with one another, sensitive. Forgive one another as quickly and thoroughly as God in Christ forgave you.

Blessings to you and yours!