Change Your Perspective To Hear Through the Noise

Silence
Life is loud. It used to be that cranked-up music disturbed the neighbors. Today those neighbors may not even be aware of the people next door. The new beat can shake the very foundation of our home. It filters in through every crack and crevice unless we're vigilant, and it's certainly not as beautiful as the seemingly innocent notes in yesterday's brain-thumping monster ballads of rock. We must walk through the exit every once in awhile before we forget how to find our escape. Continue Reading

It’s Up to You To Unwrap the Gift of Your New Year

new year's gift
You are blessed. I am blessed. We have been given the gift of a new day, the threshold of a new year. We can't count on another 365 days. We can relish this moment, this space in time when we are here ... present, active and willing to move into the next thing. Continue Reading

Enjoy Good Friday Green Pastures and Navigate Muddy Water

Pasture play on Good Friday
The requirement for peace that passes all understanding is so very simple. And yet we plod along, feeling our way and doing the best we can to keep our paths straight on our own. We're always unsure of the next step and it fills us with worry and fear, perhaps a longing we can't understand. And we fall ... will always fall ... will always be thirsty. Unless we find our way to the source. Continue Reading

Finding Silence In Dirt, Dead Trees and New Beginnings

Old greenhouse, new life
When we do not, our paths wander aimlessly. We're askew. We focus on "picture perfect" and "share-worthy" and never stop to truly "like" our own journey. We seek satisfaction in a vacuum and spend our time adrift in a sea of unnecessary noise. We focus on the weeds in the background, but the stark blooming beauty directly in front of us is always out of focus. Continue Reading

Wildfire Devastates But the Human Spirit Burns Brighter

Sunrise like wildfire at Tuckaway Farm
Each of us has a place to call home. No matter the size or structure, location or zip code, we tend to view home with nostalgia and a bit of pride. One day we're doing what we do, knowing what we know, loving what we love, and the next? Gone. In minutes, our lush livelihood could be transformed by wildfire into nothing but smoke and debris. Continue Reading

Standing At the Gate of A New Year

Gate of the New YEar
So heart be still: What need our little life Our human life to know, If God hath comprehension? Continue Reading