• A Mother’s Wisdom

    Recently, I was going through some of mom’s papers and came across this list of “sayings.”  No author is listed.  However, the sayings are wonderful life statements and truly represent the heart of our mom, Essie Mae Chever Brown. I have added mom’s sayings and my anecdotes in red.  I am sharing half of the list now and will share the rest in a later blog.  I hope you can relate. I know I can. Life isn’t fair, but it’s still good. When in doubt, just take the next small step. Life is too short to waste time hating anyone. Your job won’t take care of you when you are…

  • Healing Hugs

    Hugs heal.  Yesterday, I hugged my brother, Billy; a strong, welcoming, healing hug sending warmth throughout my entire body.  I hugged my sister, Alice, a tiny woman with a strong grip sending strength down my spine.  My husband, Larry, hugged me sending a feeling of devotion shared by two people who have endured much together and by the grace of God will continue to share for years to come.  My sister-in-law, Cheryl, gave me a hug sending a feeling of being grounded radiating to the soles of my feet.  Brother-in-law, John’s hug sent lightness and an inner knowing that “all is well.”  A long hug from Dylan held whispers of…

  • I’ve Been Thinking

    When it comes to people, I find that ….. It’s not about what we see.  Often, it’s more about what we don’t see.  It’s not about what is said.  Often, it’s more about what is not said.  It’s not about what we hear.  Often, it’s more about what we don’t hear.  Sounds simplistic. But, this is where relentless faith steps in…it’s about believing the best about others regardless of what we see, what we hear or what we thought we heard.  It’s seeing the good even when it seems as if  we are witnessing the not so good.  When we meet others where they are and view them through eyes…

  • Crying, but Not Sad

    You know what?  I cry a lot now.  Not boo, hoo, ugly sobbing tears; but tears that just fall.  I can be looking outside, and the tears come.  I can think about something that happened last week, last month or last year and I cry. It can happen anytime, anywhere.  It can happen when I’m alone or in a crowded room.  It’s happening now as I type this…  I think about my life. The wonderful life God has blessed me with…my husband, my daughter, my family, my friends.  As I’ve gotten older every breath becomes a prayer of thanksgiving.  Not an elaborate prayer, but a quiet, genuine reverence for this…

  • Pulling Weeds and Mr. Let Low’s Farm

    For the past eight weeks I have been pulling weeds for my husband, Larry, with his lawn maintenance service.  Friday, September 27,  was my last day; my husband is semi-retiring on September 30.  Now, I didn’t mind pulling weeds every Friday for six to seven hours in the hot sun because I knew it was temporary.  I knew there was an end in sight.    I usually said pulling weeds was a labor of love because I was helping Larry.  And it was.  But I was also pulling weeds because he couldn’t find anyone willing to do this type of work.  It’s understandable.  So, here I was sweating buckets, bending, crawling…

  • My True Time saver

    I had a lot to do today; I wanted to finish cleaning the vacant rental property so I could call for an inspection.  So, I jumped into doing stuff before I took time to follow my usual routine of prayer, Bible readings, incense, harp music, hot tea and sitting. And, you know what happened?  Nothing!  I didn’t accomplish one thing.  All I did was spin emotional wheels.  I felt uneasy and out of sorts.  My mind was all over the place.  It felt like pure chaos.  Then, it dawned on me; something was missing. So, I started self-talk (right now this sounds better than talking to myself.) “Just stop,” I…

  • God Answers

      “God, please help me make it through this!” Tired and exhausted, I tried my best to keep up and hang in there, but I was feeling sick to my stomach.  This was the third day of a four-day hike on the Appalachian Trail (AT) in Franklin, North Carolina.  For twenty years I’d talked about hiking on the trail and had put it on my bucket list of things to do.  But, as a retired, 68-year-old teacher, I’d pushed this item farther down my list.  In fact, it might as well have dropped off. I hadn’t even discussed hiking the AT with my husband or daughter. My husband was busy…

  • Allow Faith to be Stronger than Fear

    “For God did not give us a spirit that makes us afraid but (He gave us) a spirit of power and love and self-control” 2 Timothy 1:7 (NCV) When we read the headlines in the newspaper or listen to the news, it’s so easy for fear to riddle our bodies.  Fear so painful and so paralyzing that it can literally know us off our feet.  Fear that makes our mind race with countless questions. Fear that makes us question going out.  Fear that makes us suspicious of other people.  When I read or hear about mass shootings, bombings, fear pops into my head.  But, I try to  to pop that…

  • God is in the Midst of all Things

      I had my annual mammogram  August 6, 2019.  I wasn’t nervous.  I expected a good report.  But, as I sat waiting for the results, I started reflecting upon what the doctor might say.  I started thinking about family members, friends and even strangers who have sat in this same chair waiting for results.  I thought about them, people just like me waiting, waiting for news that would impact our lives; positively, negatively.  Slowly, I felt an inner feeling of love and gratefulness welling up inside of me.  A soothing cloak of peace and love  seemed to whisper, “regardless of what she says, everything will be alright.”  Just as I…

  • Give Your Dreams Wings

    …You knew there were better things waiting for you… Hebrews 10:34 (NLT) I discovered that once I write down the dreams I have in my heart, read them out loud, pray over them and then release them; I always feel calmer and lighter.  It’s as if a load has been lifted and my dreams take wings. It reminds me of the caterpillar that is transformed into a butterfly.  It goes from being earth bound as a caterpillar to upward bond as a chrysalis suspended in the air and then in divine time, this elongated ball is transformed into a beautiful butterfly with wings.   It’s the same with my dreams.…

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