rubber band

feeling like a rubber band... being stretched and pulled and stretched once more. read the other day about being flexible, not breaking, but bending. wondering some days where the time went and all this time feeling bent.

sittin' on the edge

saw him sitting on the edge of the outamon. knew what he was wanting. he sure wanted to jump and get it too. drool dripped. his eyes never flinched. his focus was straight ahead of him. yet he knew that i was watching his every move. he knew he would get a scolding had he pounced upon it. but he didn't listen and moved swiftly to his prey. bye bye waffle fries.

someone else's

just got off looking at someone else's blog. makes mine look really lame. had all this stuff that he'd been reading lately, and doing. makes me wonder about myself. don't know why i just can't or don't make time for all these things. need a clean slate. need what HE wants me to be doing. truly trying somedays. somedays grasping for straws.

glittering on the floor

sitting on the floor wrestling with the dog, a glimpse of something glittering catches my eye. i swipe the floor once, twice more. i pick the item up and my eyes pop. i look down at my ring. i am holding the loose diamond in my hands.

ring around the moon

saw the most unusual thing last night. there was a ring of light around the moon. really had me thinking that Jesus is getting closer to coming.

torn cape

sitting here overwhelmed and just mad with myself. can't do it all nor do i really want to. just want to sit down without a worry or a thing to do. trying to pin the cape to my super hero costume. darn thing got ripped on my last tail spin. how do they do it? wish i had the answer to that. they all seem so perfect and have order in their houses. maybe their capes never rip and they fly with all ease... or maybe their kids have capes and their husbands sling webs. then there is me... with a torn cape and an unlaced shoe.

live like

live like God is watching
pray like God is listening


it hasn't quiet hit me that when i get where i am going, i will be something that i am not.

towels and bleach

i just unloaded some whites from the dryer. I never really noticed that my towels weren't bright white anymore. i mean, i got them as a wedding gift years ago and i bleach them every so often. you would think they would be white as snow.today, i noticed one of my new towels mixed in with the old ones. how bright and really white it was and is. no matter how many times i bleach some of the old ones, they never really are pure bright white. i am still working on this one. He's still working on me.

white as sn0w, white as snow, though my sins are as scarlet, Lord you know, Lord you know, I am clean and forgiven......

web slinger

staring at the web slinger sitting on the desk. i wonder how my life became like this and if there is anything left to even give You. Another glance around the room and clutter fills this space. guess there's always bits and pieces we haven't quiet surrendered.

Jesus lead me to Your throne. Your grace glory and honor be known. Lord, You know just what I need. All of You and none of me. All of You and none of me.

leave the stones

reading about the removal of stones from a field and how they can be an advantage to the soil. we often are quick to cry out to God to remove them from our pathways which in the long run just takes away from all the abundant fruit that we would have yielded had we only allowed them to stay.

Father, don't put up with my grumbling heart when i have thorns or stones in my soil. You have a plan and know the whole end result if i will just yield to you. You are the vine, i am the branch. trim away, or leave the stones.

sitting in the parking lot

in my minds eye, i sit in the parking lot starring at my driver. deep down thinking when are we going to get out of here and get to some place, any place else but here. He smiles at me as though he can hear my feet tapping, hurry up. He looks away and down the road, as though He can see for miles. i roll my eyes and pray that He doesn't see me. i am getting annoyed. a tap tap of this fingers on the steering wheel causes me to look over. He smiles and shakes His head. this time He has my slight attention. silly me. He has been waiting on me all this time..... to buckle up.

stuffing it in

the garbage over runs again... been doing it for days. we stuff it in and ignore it one time more.... unloading could be done less than 50 steps away. piles upon piles. we step right over it. knowing all full well you want me, us to deal with it. just trying to keep up with bits and pieces, frustration mounts. and i know you can hear it and you see it on my face and worse on my heart. these small hours.... they slip away.

Psalm 37:24 "though he stumble, he will not fall, for the Lord upholds him with his hand."