I have now been in the house for 9 months. This means I’ve gone out for grocery’s, seen clients (on zoom) and one dear friend weekly, met with our women’s group outside once a month and our daughter and the boys once in a while. I’ve not gone out to church (again thankful for Zoom), not been in the office, no walks around stores praying for those I pass, no people watching, no long coffees with acquaintances who might be friends one day. All of that is gone, faded like the leaves on the trees.
I am a “Yankee” living in the south. I was born in Queens NY in 1958. I was a tiny child when John Lewis was beaten and left in a Greyhound bus station in Montgomery Alabama, when he and Dr. King spoke in Washington DC on the news and when "Bloody Sunday” happened in Selma.… Continue reading Justice, Love and Presence
I love this image. God choose to "carve" love into the very lining of our hearts! Have you ever watched someone carve an image? It takes talent, patience and a keen eye for what the medium will stand in the carving process. It is slow and done with love and goodness.
Yep I said it… Life after 33 days under a stay at home order sucks! I’ve been big on the “we will get through this together”, “this too shall pass.” “This is not any different than my typical day working from home” “I’m really good” platitudes. But you know what THIS IS so different and… Continue reading 32 days in and Life is not all Rosey!
It’s snowing here! Our first this season and to me it is a magical moment. As each flake falls, together they form a clean white blanket. It’s not marked by tire tracks or foot prints yet. It is still, quiet, pristine in its perfection.