Each Day is a Gift
We have spent a year now dealing with the unexpected, changing gears. We have changed how we dress (some masks are functional, others fashionable), where we go, who we are with and even how we worship. It has not been easy. At some point in the year, I began to wonder, if this IS normal. Isn't life a series of unexpected events? Is it possible that our longing for the past can block us from enjoying today, and welcoming the graces of tomorrow? Each day is a gift. May God
Working primarily at home, I have more time to observe nature, especially the birds. I have watched them hop across the icy pond to find the one bit of water. I delight when house finches and cardinals visit the front feeder. Every day. As if on schedule. And even at church, I have heard birds chirping on Sunday mornings when we worship in the parking lot. Reminders to let go of worry. In Matthew, Jesus tells us to remember the birds, they don't work ... and yet God pr
I read recently that one of the best things we can do for our physical and mental health is to laugh! Having young grandchildren gives me many opportunities. The pictures and videos of them laughing uncontrollably or doing silly things make me chuckle every time. And sometimes technology can put us in touch with laughter. Maybe it is a funny song or show or a movie. For me it is a video game featuring a cartoon bandicoot that wears sneakers. In one scene he rides a hog at
Folks tell each other to keep hoping, and to hang on. I have said it too! But in what should we place our hope. People disappoint us. Diseases mutate. I think, ultimately, the only true hope is to place our hope and place our trust in God. And maybe, rather than "hanging on" to whatever is getting us through the day, maybe we really need to "let go," a bit and let God be in charge.
During the first snow of the season, I am like a little kid. I watch out the window. I delight in how quiet the neighborhood becomes. I chuckle at my dogs, who frolic, lay chase and even eat the snow. I am blessed, because my spouse does the snow-blowing. During the second snow of the season, I think how great it is to have a day to catch up on writing … blogs, prayers, notes and sermons. By the third snow of the season, I am longing for spring. Thanks be to our Creator