Hope and Encouragement

  • Praying in the Storm

    The snow swirls around as a storm engulfs our area.  Visibility wanes and mobility suffers.  Paths that were easy to walk yesterday are now impassable.  Going outdoors involves multiple layers of clothing and lots of shovelling. The weather outside goes along with my mood.  The challenging circumstances of life right now engage me in a constant battle of trying to move forward in this blizzard that is my life.  How do I take steps ahead on what seems to be an impenetrable road? My prayers focus on the topic of imploring the Lord to change my circumstances.  Over and over I beg God to fix what is wrong or remove…

  • It Makes No Sense

    I really wonder if anything else can be thrown into this week.  I have been hammered with an onslaught of circumstances that threaten to encompass me.  All of them have been things totally out of my control.  There is nothing I can do to ease them or make them go away. I do not like feeling powerless.  I do not like feeling overwhelmed.  In these pandemic days, I really don’t need any additional stress.   Part of me is angry.  Why me?  This is not the first time the school I am working for is closing down.  Why do I have to deal with the very real chance that I…

  • Pulled in Different Directions

    They scamper about my yard, carefree and lively.  These twin fawns have been a source of considerable joy, and a few chuckles, as I observe their antics.  For the most part, these young deer stick close to their mother, looking for food and watching for predators.   What has been interesting to watch is what happens when something startles this young deer family.  The doe knows immediately to take shelter in the trees to keep her family safe.  Multiple times this season I have watched her take off quickly with one of her fawns following close behind her.  But one of the twins is a rascal.  For whatever reason, it…

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  • Pen in Hand

    There is just something about writing on paper that appeals to me.  I love the feel of a pen in my hand.  As the ink flows to paper, I feel the ideas pour out of my brain.  I have notepads everywhere, jotting down ideas and taking study notes. Computers expedite writing and I do appreciate them for the ease of editing and producing a final copy.  Yet, I am reluctant to give up writing with pen and paper just yet.  I seem to think much better as my hand must form the words of my creation.  The flowing movement of the pen inspires me and urges me on to create…

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  • Focus Upward

    It has been a wet summer around our place this year.  While moisture is needful for the garden to flourish, the abundance of it has created a massive weed problem.  It is a year where I have seen new varieties of weeds – not exactly the kind of diversity I am trying to promote in my garden. Usually I don’t mind a certain amount of weeding.  It goes with the territory.  I love to garden and not everything that grows will be of my choosing.  This year, with the increased amount of nuisance plants, weeding has become burdensome.  Trying to clean up the garden in between rains has become an…

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  • Hiding Out

    Did you ever play hide and seek?  I remember long summer nights where all the young people on our block would play that game for hours together until it was so dark we could barely see.  We never played in one specific yard but for quite a distance down our street.  It was always fun to see if I could find the perfect hiding spot where I could sit with great delight and watch the others valiantly try to find me. Nowadays we often find ourselves hiding out for a different reason.  The news reports are full of negative Covid stories:  a celebrity gets Covid after his own birthday party…

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  • Unmasked

    I don’t get into urban areas very much at the best of times and even less in these pandemic days.  Every time I go in of late, there are more changes.  Since my last trip in, masks are now required by law for any indoor place.  Having masks being commonplace is something I never thought could happen here.  It changes my approach to a lot of things and I am sure it does the same for others. One of the most challenging activities with a mask is trying to read people’s emotions.  I am used to conveying a lot of meaning through my facial expressions because I am not a…

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  • Strength of my Heart

    Limp noodle.  Fuzz brained.  Dead tired.  Overwhelmed.  Absolutely drained.  Emotionally exhausted.  Physically spent. Do any of these phrases summarize how you are doing at the moment?  As much as we want to live vibrant Christian lives, there are days when strength seems fleeting and life is more challenging. I find it helpful at these times to remember that true strength does not come from within myself.  Sure, I might be determined to get something accomplished or be aggressive in pursuing a goal, but I can only power through so much on my own.  Inevitably my own strength fails. I take comfort in the word of the Psalmist: “My flesh and…

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  • Who is She?

    The doorbell rang and the members of our small Bible study group instantly were on the alert.  Our pastor had informed us that a young woman had approached him, asking about a women’s Bible study group.  While he said he couldn’t divulge the details, what he did tell us was that she needed a group of women to show her support in a rough time of her life. We weren’t sure what to expect when the door opened.  The woman at the door looked in at us with a mixture of trepidation and caution, but also with purpose. As she entered the room where we sat around prepared for our…

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  • Make a Difference

    I remember the day vividly.  As a second year student at my college I knew what the annual awards ceremony would entail.  My high expectations for the results of the day were evident in my cheery demeanor.  I dressed carefully for the evening event, wanting to look my best when I walked across the stage to receive an award.   During my first year I had seen others winning awards for their active involvement and leadership in our Christian college.  As someone who didn’t compete on sports teams I was glad to see a broader focus at my school that honored those who contributed in other areas as well –…