Tonight my daughters sat on the bedroom floor having a heart to heart. They came together on their own accord so it was one of the most beautiful things I have ever seen. This image is an answer to a prayer I stopped praying years ago. Through this one unexpected addition to our family, our house […]Read more "Returning to a family"
Grab a beverage find a comfortable chair. This is an extended Random Musing. [I hope to divide this into two shorter posts. Today, they were still connected in my mind. It would have been like trying to split my personality. Easy for some, not so for me. I’ll work on that.] I’m writing today for […]Read more "I Miss Hearing Your Voice"
May 6, 2014 I wrote about the immensity of God over a lunch hour on this day. “Nine years ago we had the opportunity to go on our first incentive trip with Stampin’ Up! We had never been on a cruise ship but I had seen them in the distance. As we approach our ship to […]Read more "Greater. Stronger. Higher!"
Today is the twelfth day of Christmas. Epiphany. Three Kings Day. I had several epiphanies (or epiphani) of my own today. I also visited with three wise men. After the third fruitful encounter, I came home to rest my swelling cranium for fear it might rupture. Many a seed was watered today on what is […]Read more "On the 12th day of Christmas"
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Broken Promises. Broken Hearts. Broken Lives. Broken Spirits. Broken Down. As I begin to write today, my mind is spinning with a dozen ideals of where to go next. I know I will continue the Purity series just a little while longer. Although I could…
Many kids in America returned to school yesterday after Christmas break. I was thinking of them on my way home from school and felt prompted to write a post to petition for prayers. During break many kids have been subjected to abuse or exposure to an environment of triggers without the sanctuary of their school. The stress […]Read more "Repair the Breach"
January 5, 1925 It would have been my father’s 90th birthday. He passed away in 1977 after a year-long battle with cancer. I was nine years old when he died. I’m not writing to commemorate his legacy today; I’ve done this before. Other random blog posts have revealed I haven’t many memories of my father. […]Read more "Death, where is your sting?"