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I pray, I give thanks and count. It’s another day aching in and I pull the covers up for a few more minutes. I don’t know any other way to combat this–the tears and fears that some times accompany chronic illness, that illness that will never ever go away. S-j-o-g-r-e-n-‘s. I actually have to spell… Continue

“I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me” came to mind as I tried to sit still with another bad drug reaction. No matter how hard I try to live this or any good, I cannot do it on my own strength. It is in this earthly vessel, the weakest of the weaklings and a coward really, he makes himself known to me. How shocking really. He gives me strength I could not have on my own. It’s about abundance-to still be here. I don’t know what each day will bring, but I know the Lover of my Soul… Continue

This was a poem from my blog that I wrote about a year ago during a time of difficulty. It felt like a darker, quiet time, yet I knew God was so very present with me. Today, standing by my favorite old wooden fence I was gazing at the open field and praying as I often do there. When I opened my eyes, a "wish" from a nearby dry milk weed pod blew by and reminded me of that time and poem. I thought deeply of God's provision and faithfulness to me this past year and thought I would share it… Continue

Twenty Four Years Ago Today
It’s July twentieth again.
God provides.
It’s our anniversary and God gifts us with another year.
He does what we cannot do ourselves.

Who would have known all the years would hold.
It was with overwhelming joy and a few growing pains to… Continue

I scampered across the stream from rock to rock forgetting myself, my age, my some times funny balance problems. It happens, this adult turns to child out there; there in the green with the water bubbling and the sun and shade playing games too. Resting for a while, I’m thor… Continue