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The Rocking Chair Prayer

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Love’s Legacy

I didn’t spend the evening gazing through candlelight into the eyes of my true love or curled up in the refuge of his arms while murmurs of love songs passed between us. Our table wasn’t filled with fine china or decorated with a dozen roses. It was filled with giggling children and drumming fingers, decorated […]

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Maggie’s Song

Yesterday, my baby turned two. The day was filled with happy dances, bold declarations of MINE (if anyone dared to touch her presents) and the normal assortment of tears and time-outs. But the introspection of my heart wasn’t normal or loud and bold like the personality of my last born.  The deep sense of awe that […]

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If You Give A Boy A Stick

One of the blessings of Hawaii for me was getting re-acquainted with my “inner muse.” While writing is certainly a part of my “normal life,” the constant stream of inspiration that I enjoyed on our island retreat is rare in the midst of dirty diapers, dirty dishes and dirty clothes. I savored the gift of […]

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Storing September (in October)

Tomorrow, Rob and I will trade the  gorgeous Autumn pallette beyond our window for an island landscape. We’ll exchange crunchy leaves beneath our feet for the caress of sand through our toes. We’ll trade a household of seven for a haven for two; a cacaphony of cries and laughter for a quiet duet. We’ll swap the […]

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Heart’s Cry

I found it in scribbled in an old journal yesterday as I was searching for a speaking anecdote: a poem I’d written when I began this decade of life. In the light of my birthday post, I felt a bit weepy.  My age may be changing year by year, but my deepest desire is not.  May […]

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Happy Birthday, Elizabeth Grace

Ten years ago today, we welcomed Elizabeth Grace into our family.  A splash of joy from the very start, she sprinkles our home every day with laughter, creativity, and hope.  I wrote this poem for her when she was just 6 weeks old and I still marvel that God knew exactly what our family needed […]

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Bicycle Ride For Two

In light of our glory-dotted bike ride (see Monday’s post), I thought I’d share one of my favorite word pictures about life with Christ.  I’d love to give credit to the poignant mind who wrote this- but the author is anonymous.  Today, wherever life finds you, dear friend, may you be encouraged to KEEP PEDALING! And don’t […]

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River of Delights

Now and then someone else just speaks my heart so clearly that I can’t even begin to replicate the words.   Beth Moore’s poem captures my heart’s cry right now as I seek to live a life that OVERFLOWS with….well… LIFE!  May her words stir your soul, too.   River of Delights   I want to […]

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A Display of His Splendor

All the planting that’s going on at my house has got me thinking about the kind of growing I want to do, too. When those mittens bloom, I want to display a few blossoms of beauty of my own…     A Display of His Splendor   Bury me, sweet Lord, in you. Sink my […]

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