“In the quiet”

How significant every detail around me is becoming.  There is something to be said for the depth that soaks inward when one slows the motions of life down and quietly takes every breath in.  The sounds of nature, the heart beat of a lover, the glow that highlights each leaf in trees when the sun…

The meaning of a word

pro·gres·sion prəˈɡreSHən noun noun: progression the process of developing or moving gradually towards a more advanced state. In times of hard words hitting ones ear, there is a choice to make.  Either you inhale the harsh word or words and allow it to drag you through the mud  while darkening  your pathway or you learn…

Colorful Season Begins

Years back an artist revealed a simple pathway into the heart of my own personal creativity.  At that time in my life I was painting murals on the walls of my outreach center.  With every brush stroke I was overwhelmed with a precious state of worship, I found myself often painting all alone inside of…

“Eyes wide open”

Psalm 119:105   Your word is a lamp to my feet And a light to my path. Summer days on the river have allowed for some needed time to reconnect with Gods written word after the years of walking daily in hands on full time ministry.  Full time ministry often leaves little time to breathe in…

Painting my prayers

Waking up with a song in my heart regardless of the pain my body is in, is truly a great blessing.   Those of us battling disease with chronic pain know the grueling task of the mornings and the evenings most often.  The term “crawling” out of bed is an honest depiction of this words meaning.  …

Coloring in the season…

It hasn’t dawned on me yet, not even as I leap into my fifties, that one should try their hardest to color “inside” the lines.  For me it’s been a life long journey embracing the driven desire to not only color outside the box but to scribble the heck out of it and all over…

Quiet strength…

“What you are is God’s gift to you, what you become is your gift to God.” ― Hans Urs von Balthasar, Prayer In my quiet place I read scripture and pray it aloud for Gods ears to hear.  His words are perfect, my own are not, therefore I read His words that reflect my heart. …

“A connection of the heart”

Up early after a nights dream of our beloved companion, our St Bernard/Great Pyrenees dog we came to know as Big Sam waiting for me on a simple peaceful porch of a cottage nestled in a beautiful flower filled garden in the early sunlight of a day.  My dreams are often laced with him somewhere…

“Simple Statement Of Love”

With an open bus door in the middle of winter, our family sets up the coffee outside our bus on an up-cycled pallet wood bench made with love by the hands of my husband.  Fresh cookies lovingly wait to fill a hungry tummy.  Our Full Circle sign steers people to our doors.  A simple statement…

“Seasons come and they will go”

Tapping around in my mind and heart today is a God song that I claimed as my own one day when I was worshiping in the outreach warehouse almost a year ago now.  The chorus repeats, “Seasons come and they will go, yet our God he remains, he is mighty, he saves.  Flood waters they…

“The wheels on the bus go round & round”

A small wooden plank folds gently down to create a welcoming desk in the doorway of our mission bus.  Our guests that approach the mobile supply bus easily reach for the snacks in the tub next to my intake forms.  The outdoor elements breeze in as the doors never shut until the last life is…

Welcome our new bus baby, Mark 12

And then there were two… It has been awhile since I have blogged an update, hoping to include a small picture album update for all our readers on this page today.  So much has been happening in our mission life and life overall.  God’s answer to prayer for a smaller, automatic bus for my daily…