Broken Pieces

Dusk pushes ever so gently at the sun until it dips slightly below the curved edge of the land.  A small sweaty being of the male persuasion is coaxed in from the twilight air.  A skateboard is tossed deliberately atop the untidy heap of…

Jan 30

Just Hanging On – Again

**This was originally posted in 10/07.  It’s one of my favorites.  I offer it again for your reading pleasure, because I think some of you out there are just hanging on! Let me take you back to my post How ‘Bout Them Apples and remind you…

Jan 28

Opening the Blinds

“BRRR,” my husband shivered as he let down the Roman shades on our den windows, “I can feel air coming through the window.”  He unwound the pull-strings and let the fabric skate down the windows to the sills.  Now insulated from the cold, he…

Jan 26

The Joyful

I will build you up again and you will be rebuilt, O Virgin Israel. Again you will take up your tambourines and go out to dance with the joyful. Jeremiah 31:4 NIV May you find a reason today to dance. Anticipating Him,      …

Jan 24

Next

I’ll never forget that day.  My mom and dad had not yet returned from work, so my brother took me.  His silver Thunderbird thumped along to The Cars.  We neither one spoke.  I was too anxious.  He was a man of few words.  I…

Jan 21