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October 2010

In the morning


In the Morning


in the morning you shall be filled with Living Bread

and you will know that I am the Lord your God.

In the morning come and gather

all I give with open hand,

treasures from Heaven,

treasures to help you stand.

In the morning

come out and see 

it is all laid out before you...

as you sit and wait on Me.

Majestic Ones


As for the saints who are in the earth, they are the majestic ones in whom is all my delight.  (Psalm 16)


Have you ever been somewhere or with someone where you knew you were just being, "tolerated" ? Do you have someone in your life who "celebrates" you? I hope so. If not, know that your Dear Father in Heaven does celebrate are, after all, the "apple of His eye".




"Come to Me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take My yoke upon you and learn from Me, because I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For My yoke is easy and My burden is light" (Matthew 11)


The path is straighter and easier to bear yoked with Jesus. His right hand guides Him (Psalm 45) and His right hand guides us (Psalm 139). Only He could do that. A perfect team going somewhere. 


"Yet on your fathers did the Lord set

His affection to love them..."


"Chasaq". Hebrew for affection. It means 'to be attached to, to love, to have pleasure in, to delight in, joining together, cleaving, bond to its object.' That is a love that will not let go. He has set (super glued) His affection to love you.  

He doesn't love you more today than yesterday or less than tomorrow.

So, relax. He's not going anywhere.

He's too, to put it plainly, forever stuck on you. 

rest and arising


"And it happened after a while, that the brook dried up, because

there was not rain in the land."( 1 Kings 17)


God told Elijah to go to a certain place. He would give him food and water there.

It was the brook, Cherith. Kind of like a quiet retreat. Sounds nice, huh?

Then, so Elijah wouldn't forget He was on a mission, the brook dried up.

 "Then the word of the Lord came to him, saying, 'Arise, go...'"

We have seasons of rest and we have seasons of arising.

Learning to embrace them both for all they are worth is the challenge. 

(jacks, anyone? Kenya school children at recess)

ah, Monday night football. and baseball. i'm just happy to be having my "Monday Night Tea"  Cinnamon Spice, a sure winner. Think i'll try it again tomorrow night. "Tuesday Night Tea" Catchy, huh? Glad I can have my cup 'o tea any time, anywhere. (no recliner or remote required)

weaving and threads and such


(Mary in Kenya, proudly showing us her garden)


I read this in a book on depression.

I thought it was good then and even more now.

Words are like that you know.

The soil of our heart needs to be ready to receive it. 

"What threads can she weave into her life to build

resistance to depression/anxiety?"

weaving, threads...touch words for me as an artist take it further, to me, it means to create a life for myself that is depression/anxiety resistant. Choices. 

pomegranates and bells of gold


i just happened to have my camera with me

on my daily walk to work

this red beauty captured my eye

it was a foggy wet morning

did you know that as God was 'designing" the

robes of the priests He said to, well, here it is from Exodus 28:

"And you shall make on its hem pomegranates...and scarlet material, all around on its hem, and bells of gold between them all around: a golden bell and a pomegranate, a golden bell and a pomegranate, all around on the hem of the robe."

i guess He thought they were beautiful too 


Big Matters

oh, you can see my little friend, Rowdy, has bitten off

a bit more than he can chew in his new large friend

i do that too...not with friends, but other stuff in life

too many art projects

too complicated of an art project

trying to 'be there' for too many

a recipe with 20 ingredients

Rowdy escaped unscathed

still courageous to try new things

i take on matters too big for me 

but, i think i would rather do that

than never have the joy of accomplishing

something "bigger than myself"  

Mt. Bachelor, OR

Mt. bachelor.pond
my friend and i were on our way for a day of kayaking,

clad in t-shirts and shorts

it WAS spring 

after a 60 second conversation we made an abrupt left turn into

the Mt. Bachelor Ski Lift parking lot. 

Climbing into the chair (my first ski lift ride) my heart raced. i was snapping pictures and screaming (yes, out loud) all the way up

to say it was breathtaking is not enough. If heaven had a thesaurus i would find a better word. 

it was windy and cold and exhilarating beyond belief  

to look down on other mountains was strange and powerful

they didn't seem so daunting

another view   another perspective

i think i'll revisit that thought today