Posts tagged with: hope

Silence

Silence…it can be deafening to the heart. I clicked out another text and sent it, but I didn’t expect a reply. My smart phone announced its delivery but it was never read. I hadn’t heard from my son, Jerrod, for...
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More Than Enough

I get my pay stub in the mail and reluctantly open the envelope; I can guess the amount but looking at the numbers I unconsciously grimace while the furrows in my brow permanently deepen a little more and I wonder...
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Hope for Cloudy Days

I wake to the sound of rain splattering on the porch steps as it pours through the unpatched holes in gutters left by hail in late June. Thirty minutes later, after a warm shower has washed the sleep from my...
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A Mama’s Heartache and Hope

I stared at the highway stretched out in front of me and began to relax as the city traffic thinned and travelers began to space themselves out on the open stretch of road. I snapped on the radio and held...
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What to Do When Nothing Blooms

There it was – swaying in the cold wind that came whipping around the house – a single bloom. Today is the first of May and usually by now my iris blooms have begun to fade and make way for other spring...
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Flying South and Avoiding Winter

There is no gift more beautiful to me than the unfolding of an autumn day as the sun breaks on frosted fields and warms away the chill of early morning. This morning I awoke humming, “Count Your Blessings”, an old...
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Whom do I Love, the Gift or the Giver?

I love autumn as summer passes and the days turn cooler, but it often reminds me of how quickly the days, seasons, and years pass. It amazes me to realize it has been over 20 years since I had three...
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Grateful Longing

Because of the long, physically demanding days that awaited me this week, I decided to retire early last night. As I turned the quilt back and felt the crisp coolness of fresh clean sheets against my skin, my heart filled...
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Unwept Tears

I never thought I would be grateful for tears, and yet there they were – my eyelids brimming full. They surprised me and caught me off guard. I hadn’t expected to cry – at least not like that.  Yet, deep...
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Crushed and Bruised

Skins pop and sweet juice pours from small holes in the colander as I crush the fruit of our harvest.  As I grind and squeeze all the syrupy liquid from the pulp, I watch the outer covering become hollow, empty,...
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