Fall standing

Boy Scout Camp

“…and all the trees of the field shall clap their hands.”

Isaiah 55:12




  We flee a house without heat on a day when the low reads 8 degrees.  “Let’s have a field trip today,” I notify my still sleepy child.

We spend a day in the warm glow of Impressionist paintings, sipping steaming soup near a sunny window and absorbing the heat from a 2150 degree glass furnace. It is enchanting – near perfect.

I did not realize my soul still sat bored, until I walked into the steam.  Glasses clouded, I breathed in.  I could feel my heart beating as I stood waiting for the “clouds” to lift.


I was surrounded by respiring, photosynthesizing foliage.  This, this is what stirs my soul.  This is where I want to be.

Thank you God for the passions you place inside each of us.  May each of your creations find, live, and be overcome by the fire we each carry.


Today my house has heat. My soul has fire.

Water of Life

baby tearsPerhaps it is my quest for peace that drew me to this photo today.  Celebrating the birth of the Prince of Peace can be frenzied – if you let it.

I let the frenzy in for a moment.  I caught myself or did I?  Either way I wander like water back.  Back to the Source.

Photo taken at 577 Foundation

Waiting for words


This page blog draft has been open since Thursday.  Nothing.

All I hear is this song – washing over me…

You alone can rescue, You alone can save
You alone can lift us from the grave
You came down to find us, led us out of death
To You alone belongs the highest praise

You, oh Lord, have made a way
The great divide You heal
For when our hearts were far away
Your love went further still
Yes, your love goes further still

We lift up our eyes…we lift up our eyes…to the giver of life.

Hand carved in Bethlehem from Olive wood.

Lyrics “You Alone can Rescue” Matt Redman

God with Us II

NativityWhen my mother-in-law discovered I wanted to collect nativity sets from different countries, she took this right off her shelf and gave it to me!  She said I must have it, as it is from Poland and that is the origin of her side of the family.  This wooden set I keep out year round.  It not only reminds me of how much God loves each of us, it reminds me personally that I have an amazing family.

Notice the little bird watching over the entire scene taking place below.  At times I feel like that bird watching and praying over others…then at times I am thankful for those who take on that role in my life.

Lord, keep me aware of the big picture.  Help me step back and see a glimpse of what you see.