Posts Tagged with ‘longings end’
25 Sep 2012
And the words of the ancient love letter from the Ancient of Days makes a heart brand new, or rubs away the tarnish until it sparkles all sterling. And the words are words of life, teaching us how to live each day in love.
21 Sep 2012
17 Sep 2012
A woman learns about men from the first man in her life. And for those of us who did not have a Father Knows Best kind of dad, that can spell trouble later on. It did for me, leaving a hole in my heart that I sought to fill in a vain attempt to be whole. And men can struggle just as much from not having the love and attention of an emotionally healthy father, but it may present itself differently than it does for daddy's little girls.
11 Sep 2012
It was a volume of poetry by James Russell Lowell. Ancient pages, brittle and yellowed. Yet words alive as ever…
10 Sep 2012
We may never cross paths again this side of Heaven, but I will always remember her as a shining example of white-haired womanhood. Lovely. Strong. Capable. A picture of Grace... They will still bear fruit in old age, they will stay fresh and green, proclaiming, “The Lord is upright; he is my Rock, and there is no wickedness in him.” Psalm 92: 14-15
30 Aug 2012
The clock seems to tick extra slowly. And the moon shines full bright while cricket song fills the wee hours of a cool summer morning. Sleepless... And I hold my breath and breathe a silent prayer as text messages and Facebook posts bring news not as good as I would like.