Take My Hand

She can't quite reach out on purpose. But she is trying. Her stretched out fingers were ready to grasp whatever her little palm landed upon. This time it's my own hand. Mama. She stretches them toward me, eyes brimming with delight when she hits her target. She rests them there. […]

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Two Thumbs Up, You’ve Got This.

Even after moving so far away, how I treasured the sound of her voice saying whenever I returned, “my baby girl is home,” accompanied by the most generous, unfiltered hug my heart could ever know. Her arms were the best place for my wounded, wandering soul to find its rest. […]

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Winter Rose a Sign for the New Year

"This Flower, whose fragrance tender with sweetness fills the air, Dispels with glorious splendor the darkness everywhere." ~Lo, How a Rose E'er Blooming I have always loved this hymn, though it's rarely sung in any worship setting these days. It reminds me, as this rose that bloomed in my garden […]

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The Bug that Changed My Heart

I hate bugs but this picture mesmerizes me. It's summertime here, so that means it's cicada season. The ubiquitous rise and fade of humming in clusters around the neighborhood… those are the males singing out their melodies for their mates. But that's a lesson for someone more interested in cicadas. […]

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