I promise not to speak much today. In fact, I want to invite you to a quiet place- a quiet little corner of the clamoring world wide web, to taste and see that He is good, find refuge in Him. To Be Still. Awash with His peace. Remember last week, when I couldn’t figure out where the panic was? When I wondered why, when logically I should be losing it, I wasn’t? I figured it out. He whispered truth to me in a wondering...

Have you seen the Skywalk? No? Oh. Well, have a look: {image source} {image source} {image source} {image source} The mind boggles. The stomach implodes. …And since my name is neither Luke nor Leia, I don’t even have the siren call of The Pun to coax me out on that there glass plank. (Get it? …”Skywalker”…) Look at those people hanging out, shooting the breeze, chatting like there’s not a...

     Fingers plucked and eyes pricked as I held a scrap of hemming lace and worked to loosen decades-old knots.      Who knew that my self-of-yesteryear would toil to secure those knots, once-upon-a-time in that treasure-scrap, tying off a chunky braid in Samantha doll’s hair in a clumsy web of clumped lace… only to pack it up for storage some years later (College? Marriage? Moving? Who knows…), only to pull it out tonight to...

Or, Rain(Reprise)…since I already posted about that favored form of condensation here. {Image Source} Last night, the air was laced with it, saturating the evening with peace long before a single drop fell. And then the sky let loose. The beat on the roof drew my gaze out a window, where no spectacular views awaited: just a parking lot, a nearby road, and cars whizzing by with headlights piloting through the dusk. But then the...

Sometimes, it’s dark. {image source} Sometimes,light eludes us, understanding eludes us, even hope eludes us. Deep inside, we know God is there, we know He’s promised not to leave or forsake us, we know He is the light of the world. …and yet the question sneaks in: even here, Lord? The answer, I think, is especially here. Last night as I read Psalm 55, verses 16 and 17 wound their way around my curiosity. They were words...

{picture source} The Greatest Strength in all the world, stooping to whisper, to embrace. The Greatest Strength. The Creator of the universe, the Author our faith, the God who is mightier. “Magnify Him!” is the call, the beckoning that resounds in Psalm 34:3. I always had trouble, back in my middle school days, finding the tiny amoebas under the microscope in life science. This, though, is a far different connundrum: How does...