40°F ENE14mph SR0723(0623) SS1903(1803)
Morning Offering given
Village sleeps
Coffee good
Today, we celebrate with Kurt & Cecile as they celebrate their 19th anniversary.
St John Ogilvie reveals that conversion as a thoughtful process is as valid as conversion through our emotions. Jesus, let me never take my closeness to You for granted, for it is only when I am aware of You in my life that I can bring others to You.
Meditations for Each Day, pg 93, The Hidden Life of Jesus There are many who complain that their work is degrading or heavy or unsatisfying. This is an indication that they are working for themselves rather than for God.
Scripture Reading Day 10 of “The Way of the Cross”
John 12:24-25 * Amen, amen, I say to you, unless a grain of wheat falls to the ground and dies, it remains just a grain of wheat;r but if it dies, it produces much fruit. 25 Whoever loves his life* loses it, and whoever hates his life in this world will preserve it for eternal life.s
Taming Trents is a blog worthy of following. “The Gardner” was particularly moving for me
“Maybe I was never meant to harvest the beauty as fast as it appeared
Maybe I was supposed to let it stay.
Let it scent the air.
Let it catch heaven’s dew in the early morning quiet.
Let it exist without needing to be cut, held, or shown.
I’m grieving the garden I keep destroying
Because I thought I had something to prove.
Good Morning!
Another early morning with places to go and people to see.
A lot is happening in my life these days. Much of it brings sadness. But that’s to be expected when you’re a mother with many children, each with their own personalities and ghosts to fight. The plight of the adoptive mother who took on the child that was already broken when it arrived, and did the best you could with the help of God to heal what was damaged. I believe, for the most part, my children healed well. Some have scabs and scars that are seen at different times when they are confronted with the past. Some have chosen to make it all my fault… a compliment in a mixed-up sort of way. Sort of validates my power as a parent over them. Gives me standing in their life, as if I were the biological parent. All of them are now in adulthood. Making choices and decisions that at times have me furrowing my brow.
The old adage, “you can bring a horse to water, but you cannot make it drink,” comes to mind when I see them deviate from what they were taught and how they are living life. I see them struggle, as I did/do with decisions that I have decided to “fix” myself instead of taking to God through prayer.
I love them. Plain and simple. Always will (even if I don’t agree) because I see they are trying, struggling, and doing what they believe they should (just as I did). Eventually, they will come to the realization that without God, there is no happy, satisfied place.
Know you are prayed for.
In the "Wilds of Wisconsin & Cornfields of Iowa" 