It’s a quiet village in Bavaria, Germany. Time has slowed. Conversation around the table lengthens as friendships are forged. The hustle and bustle of America is abandoned. Benches along country roads beckon you to slow. Paths through the forest invite you to meander long as you explore the beauty of Read more…
It was just a small window of time that I sat beside the placid lake. The trees that rimmed the banks were reflected in the depths of the water. A reflection that was as clear as the reality. But then a wind whispered its way across the lake and the Read more…
The spring-like day called me to participate in the joy of warmer weather. I answered the call between the chores of the day. As I chose a trail and began my trek through the woods, I breathed deep and inhaled the warmth of the day. I looked forward to glimpsing Read more…
Worn and tired. Bone weary and exhausted. We long for rest, but the day stretches out before us. We carve out moments to pause and recharge whether it is a catnap on the office floor, solitude in the restroom or a cup of java to revitalize our minds. Physical exhaustion Read more…
God breathed into man and man became a living soul. God created our souls with a longing for God that nothing else can satisfy. There are many things we, as broken humanity try to use to quench the thirsting of our souls for God. The corporate ladder to climb, accomplishments Read more…
America needs more porch sitting. We’ve had enough of the riots, backlash, hate and crime. A stillness for the soul and values to hold you steady can be acquired in the quiet of the porch. Porch Sitting Renewed My world once again slows, as I care for my mother in Read more…
The definition of solitude states that it is the quality or state of being alone or remote from society. Also may imply a condition of being apart from all human beings or of being cut off by wish or circumstances from one’s usual associates. That pretty much sums up where Read more…
The appointment calendar was crammed, the to-do list was overwhelming. Voices filled the air, ”Mom, I want to talk to you.” Mom, where’s my socks?” “When’s supper?” All calling for a piece of me. A project started and never finished, laundry sorted but not washed, and needy hearts that longed to be drawn close all tugged me Read more…