Scripture Motto

"Let your good deeds shine out for all to see, so that everyone will praise your heavenly Father." Matthew 5:16

Friday, April 5, 2013

Eleventh-hour Extension




The hours ticked away. Another day flipped on the calendar. And then, the clock stopped and the pressure of the calendar ceased. Like He’s done before, God swooped into the situation at the eleventh-hour to save the day

My urgent race to remove the excess of our home came to a unexpected slow down. The boxes stopped spinning. The dust-mites froze in midair.

Thursday, April 4, 2013

Dirt, Dust-mites and Determination

I write this piece—hours after “D-day” began—with determination.

My body is achy, my brain is disoriented; I feel like I’m coming down with a cold. It might just be muscle ache from the work I’ve been doing plus a severe case of allergies from the dirt and dust-mites I’m stirring up.

Wednesday, April 3, 2013

Culling the Clutter Creatively turns the Chaos into Calm



After a couple of cups of coffee, I tackled the craziness of another day of culling through the clutter. I began in the crawl space, where I don’t actually have to crawl but rather lean over in the 4 foot high space. I can stand almost erect between the floor joists but lean lower under the duct work…but wished I’d have had a hardhat.

Tuesday, April 2, 2013

Boxed In


Big, little, medium, short, flat, tall, stout, flimsy. From the moving store, the grocery store, even the shoe store. Boxes, boxes, stacked here, there, and everywhere; creating overwhelming chaos…

Sort, pack, stack. The process goes on and on, from room to room, from corner to corner. No time to dwell on the memories. Need to keep going.

But the tears come. Laughter erupts. Pain causes me to take a break.

Monday, April 1, 2013

Anticipating our Next Adventure

“Go. Stop. Wait.”

“Everything has a purpose, and if we don’t want to miss that purpose and the adventure along the way, then we must be conscious, alert, curious, open-hearted.” Lucy Swindoll, (I Married Adventure, 2002)

I’ve always been curious about what's around the next corner; but life has taken the most unexpected turn for my husband and me.

On backpacking treks, we follow blazes—markings on trees, rocks, and posts. However, on this journey, the blazes only appear when we move slowly and keep seeking the Lord. We stop, watch, and wait…like waiting for the red light to turn green.