Restricted Vision, Unburdened Sight
Sometimes the things you can't see help you see more clearly!
It sometimes seems that we are suffering alone in our affliction. We wonder, “When will we see the light?” When? Sometimes the answer to “when” comes as we look around and find those who are standing alongside us in support. Sometimes we find others who are suffering as we are and looking for someone to … Continue reading Seeing Men as Trees Walking
Sometimes beauty, instead of being in the eyes of the beholder, is in the eyes of the heart. I recently visited my retina specialist for my semi-annual eye examination. Once I arrived at the office and checked in with the receptionist, I found a seat in the middle of the waiting room, kind of away … Continue reading Beauty in the Eyes of the Heart
There were several times during that hot July day when I thought I was going to have to tell the girls, “I cannot go any farther.” I was hurting too badly. But strangely, each time I reached that point, something happened that made us stop. We needed to check the time on something. We needed … Continue reading Looking at the Map Wasn’t the Reason I Had to Sit Down
I sat in that 1960s aluminum kitchen dinette chair, faking bravery. My ears were about to be pierced! I was certain it was going to hurt, but I completely trusted the one holding the needle. Yes! Holding the needle! I wasn’t the first to sit in that chair. By the time it was my turn, … Continue reading Looking Back at That Kitchen Chair
On the dark side of the kitchen, I opened an upper cabinet door. Rummaging around, I must have caused something to shift from the very top shelf. A fairly sizable container came crashing down and cracked me on the brow bone—just missing my eye! Oh, did I fail to mention that the “dark side of … Continue reading Don’t Stand in the Dark
I have been seeing friends post Easter pictures from when they were children. Easter pictures from childhood are priceless — sometimes embarrassing or hilarious — but priceless still the same. For Easter in the early sixties, the standard uniform for little girls was white frilly dresses lifted by crinolines, white gloves and pearls, with tights … Continue reading Contemplate the Priceless Gift
I recently experienced my first birthday without my mom, and in less than a week, another “first” is approaching—Easter. Nearly every Easter I can remember was spent with her. Even when I worked two states away, I made sure to be home for the holiday. Although we didn’t always spend the entire day together, or … Continue reading Look Toward the Tree
I visited my cousin’s church this past Sunday. I knew it was a satellite campus, so when it was time for the sermon, I was pleased to see the pastor walk up to the podium. I enjoyed the message and his perspective on the prodigal son from Luke 15:11–32. He shared how, when the younger … Continue reading Keep Looking for the Prodigal
Easter memories don’t have to end once you are grown. I was recently putting together an Easter basket for my niece. (“Ah, how sweet.” you may think.) I was telling my brother we needed to pick up a few more things to fill it out. He says, “You know she is twenty-eight years old.” I … Continue reading Searching for Assurance
Throughout my sixty-plus years, I have walked through many seasons of life, and God has been steady throughout all of them. How can I be certain of this? I have proof! The majority of my writing will never be seen by anyone other than myself. I have accumulated boxes and boxes full of journals; some … Continue reading Visible Patterns and Textures
Restricted Vision, Unburdened Sight 