Zig Zag Down the Trail

It had been raining all morning.  I had planned a Mt. bike ride with my son, but knowing that the trails would be muddy set me on a different course.  Swimming didn’t sound fun in the rain, then my husband reminded me that I could go to the gym to get my workout in.  Can I just say that I hate the gym for multiple reasons.  Running or biking in place bores me to death, and the air, don’t get me even started on the thick stifling air.  On top of all of that gyms are so triggering for me…

Glass and a Hike to Reconnect with My Maker

Years ago I believed that being angry with God was pretty purposeless.  Why would I yell at the one person that I truly believed could make things better?   My beliefs even went so far as to think that if I was angry at God he would likely punish me, and then I would surely forgo the things that I needed from him.   I would cry, I would plead, but I refused to get angry. My life had been unraveling for quite some time, but I had finally reached the point of no return.  The point where I knew things…

I Handed Him My Value

I walked in and all was quiet.  So quiet that I wondered if he was even home.  My house looked the same, the furniture arranged as I had it, it was cleaner than it would have been if I was around.  None of my clutter piles on the floor waiting to be organized.  The book shelves were empty….no books, the pictures from our wedding buried in a box somewhere.  I looked over and saw that there was a message. The red blinking analog number was the only movement in the room.  I walked closer, wanting to hit the play button,…

Will You Accept my Offering?

“Why can’t I do this right?” “What is it that you want from me?” “I try, I really try, will you accept my offering?” Lately, I have been plagued with feelings that I am not doing this right.  Wondering if what I have to offer is what God is looking for.  Each day he gently reminds me that my job is to keep writing, so I write. I wonder if sharing my darkness and trauma is what he wants from me, or should I just share the moments of light and hope?  He gently reminds me to just keep writing.…

You Bring Light….Just Like the Sun

Dark…..chilled……silent, the change of the seasons has stolen the birds song and all I can hear is the crunching of my shoes on the gravel as I walk towards the lake.  The cold air fills my lungs, shadows and silhouettes fill my view. Off in the distance the sun trying to peek above the mountains to bring about a new day. I am alone with nature.  Oh, the wonder.  I notice each tree, the magnificence of the Aspen and the Pine.  Both serving their unique purpose to the earth.  I pass a variety of plants and flowers, taking notice of…

People of Opinion, and People of Action

I was helping with the cub scouts yesterday when I saw a call come in from work.  I excused myself, I was expecting the call and knew the answers to the questions that would be asked.  My co-worker said, has anyone called you, I said, “Yes, I have been on the phone a bit this afternoon and know exactly what needs to be changed.  I can tell you and then you can get it in the mail.”  She said, “No, Norma…..Joe passed away a couple of hours ago.” What do you say when you lose an angel? I didn’t really…