einstein

how many times does one have to fail to become a failure? how many times does one have to succeed to be successful? just once in our world. But consider einstein or other famous counterparts. they had to fail to succeed. they had to keep pushing forward.

dead tree

in a back yard, dead and all. in hopes that this ugly tree will fall. winter rain and winter wind. pounding down, again and again. the sun comes out and i can see the tree that's dead is alive indeed. with beautiful flowers and leaves anew, is this me 0r is this you?

heavy hurting hopeless

was working on this thought during church this morning. even the mind of a minister's wife can wonder occasionally. we all have heavy hearts sometimes. we all hurt, for either ourselves or others. and there are just times when we feel so overwhelmed that we just feel hopeless.

Jacob stole Esau's blessing even though Issac questioned the voice he still was swayed by what he felt... the hairy goatskin which he thought was the arms of the oldest son. we hear the voice of God, yet we turn and go in the opposite direction because it just feels right. obedience is better than sacrifice yet sacrifice is often part of the obedience. obedience is better than what feels right. know that God is always right regardless of the feeling.

hero's hero

who's your hero? who's your hero's hero?

locked out

i have spent days being locked out. couldn't remember my pass word for nothing. Now I am starting over with a new one. trying to catch my second wind.... again. caught it last night only to lose it once more. reading about someone who did good and even great things only to have done them for selfish reasons. Lord, don't let that be me again.

serious now

i want to get your attention now. i know you see me and hear my pleas, now i sit seriously. limit the intake and take that away. getting the house in order and throwing away. i want to be ready when it is time to leave. less frustration then if we will do what you say today. please don't punish me for things someone else is not ready to remove. i sit now. i am serious.

sleeping on the couch

not at all what you are thinking. no fight except for sleep. up for hours tossing and turning. snoring dog and snoring man. Knew i was keeping you both awake. finally decided the couch i would take.

letting go

a chunk of my heart when down the street today. he's at someone's house that I don't know. handicapped by my eye injury. i am out of control. i cannot see. i suppose this is my lesson on letting go. wanting to grasp and hold on to the reigns, i release the grip. in 10 years or so, i will have to completely loosen these strings. thank you God for given him to me.

the simple life

just wanting the simple life. get rid of the clutter and unused, unneeded things. cleaning and washing would just be sooooooooo much easier. upkeep and the maintaining would be less of a head ache. my heart hurts. having way toooooo much of a hard time communicating what i REALLY am trying to say. super mom has no desire to even find her cape today. the stuff piles up again. there's the newspaper and the stack of unread magazines, and the stuff i know we will never use or dare to prod. 12 copies of the same Bible addition and we sure don't need them all. wanting the simple, perfect life. the mask goes on again. it's hard to breathe. wanting to just sit and breathe it all in and enjoy just one more minute with YOU today.

patiently after

Hebrews 6:15
"And so AFTER waiting PATIENTLY, Abraham received what was promised."

confessions from a cluttered life

scene one: A woman sits disguised (she wears a wig and her voice has been altered) behind a screen. The lady fumbles around and doesn't want to be recognized by any on lookers.

The Interviewer: Today we sit here with uh, a lady from a local congregation. She states that she lives a rotten life.


Lady: I uh, I uh, don't know where to begin. It hasn't always been this way. In fact, uh, when my husband and I moved, I vowed to change. I got rid of ,uh, a lot of things. In fact, when we moved in everything kind of had a purpose and place.


The Interviewer: So what changed? Where did it all go wrong?

The lady fumbles with her purse and everything inside of it falls to the ground. Her lipstick rolls and she bends to retrieve it. Her head becomes in view of the tv camera. She quickly withdraws behind the screen once more.

The Lady: Uh, uh, I just don't know quiet for sure. I left boxes of stuff in the garage after we settled in the house. I never made time to remove them. And, uh, slowly I thought I had a need for items and would retrieve the boxes and bring them into the house.

The lady begins to sob.

The lady: I should have, I should have done away with the stuff. Now it has over taken me. It has over taken my family. I feel rotten. My home is, uh cluttered and I feel confused often. Please sir, Tell me that you can help, that someone can help. How do other's do it?

The interviewer: I can only tell you how I do it.

The lady: Please,sir, go on.

The interviewer: The trash must be taken out daily.

The lady sighs. Picks up her purse. Walks in full view of our camera and empties her purse into a trash can. Then reaches down into the can and retrieves her lip stick and her wallet. Then slowly walks out the door.

more than icecream

sitting in the drive thru a voice comes from behind my seat. i love you more than icecream. i smile and then we compete. i love you more than blue jeans... i love you more than chicken. i love you more than shoes......but no one loves you more than me.

going blind

thinking about my own vision and knowing it is far too well not the way it once was. i wonder when it changed and why i am just now noticing it. probably started one day when i was just too busy to stop and give up a little time for YOU. gradually, here a day, there a day and then it is just gone. wasn't a sudden thing, just over time.

Without a vision. the people perish.

invisible list

woke up and threw on the cape again. flew into all the rooms with the vacuum in one hand and my torn cape around my neck. laundry got thrown in and the cabinets got a sweep. somehow in my hurried tailspin i left my super belt and can't find it. now i am sitting to repair the cape again. my eyes scan the room in search of my hero belt. invisi girl hops up to save the day one more time. today she carries her invisible list.