Hearing God, Hope, Uncategorized

When God Speaks

The gentle light of early morning awakens through the window pane.  The flame of the fireplace softly flickers.  A fresh cup of coffee is poured. My old furry friend is still resting soundly beside me.  My soul yearns…anticipates….longs for the moments ahead to slow. My heart has heard You say, “Come and talk with Me!” […]

Hope, Uncategorized

Surprise Me!

Spring!  Buried seeds emerge.  Sleeping plants awaken.  I awaken…  awaken to hope. We moved into a new home last spring, and I soon noticed the yard didn’t host a single flower in any bed…NOT ONE!  The yard certainly didn’t have a shortage of  shrubs and trees of every sort but…NO FLOWERS! Last fall’s speaking schedule

Hope, Uncategorized, Worry

When Worry Chokes

The university bursar knew me well.  I slipped in through her doorway to deliver my daily deposit of bundled dollar bills and loose change…tip money from last evening’s waitress earnings.  Today’s contribution? $37.00. She quietly recounted and mustered an affirmative, “Thank you, Patty. I’ll add it to your account.”  It fell grossly short of the

Ambition, Uncategorized

Living Counter Culture and Loving it

This past weekend I had the opportunity to unpack Jesus’ teaching regarding the ambitions that drive our life.  If you’re feeling a little courageous, I would like to invite you to grab a cup of coffee, curl up on your couch or listen while you  prepare dinner or enjoy your favorite craft…May Jesus Word penetrate

Facing Obstacles, Uncategorized

Scaling Your Matterhorn

I’ve always loved Disneyland…  Who doesn’t? Apart from the high cost of admission, expensive treats, overpriced meals, long lines, and crowded streets…it’s the happiest place on earth.  One of my first scary thrill rides was the Matterhorn…before Magic Mountain, and California adventure…the Matterhorn was.  It stood as the “long line” ride of the day.  With

Goals, Uncategorized

RESURRECTING FADED DREAMS

You might not notice it, upon first glance, but it’s there. If I look hard enough, I think we have something in common!   I’ve been toting mine around for decades… It’s a worn out and faded bag of sorts, concealing equally faded dreams.  Once treasured and shared, these dreams were a proud representation of our

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