“I know what we can do. We’ll get more cats,” quips Husband-the-cat-‘hater’. I have to chuckle through my tears. Another crisis, but we’ll live through it still married. Sanding dust covers everything. The plywood base for countertops was perfectly cut and attached to the new base cabinets, then puttied and sanded. The sanding dust hangs…
Category: Strength
Chicken Heart, not Brave Heart
“Hi, this is Jennifer, Dr. Smith’s assistant. I’m calling to let you know we’re submitting a request to your insurance for a CT scan to check for cancer. The ultrasound was inconclusive.” Not the phone call you want to receive. I admit it threw me into a slump. I knew they saw something that appeared…
Thirteen Things I’ve Learned from the Second Six Months in an RV
One year ago this week Husband and I arrived at our oldest daughter’s house after a cross-continental drive ahead of and detouring around a blizzard. We had sold our comfy home and were embarking on the adventure of building our own house close to family. That is, Husband would build us a house. I’ve never…
Things We Can’t See
Disclaimer: I don’t want to be a drama queen and make such a big deal of a small thing. My difficulty with claustrophobia in MRI machines is minor compared to the suffering of so many others who are in intense physical and emotional pain. I share this blog only because I hope the lessons…
Sparrows
“Yuck! This is such a mess. Cleaning up sheetrock dust is like herding cats. Every time I sweep, half the dust jumps into the air, another quarter stays on the floor or in the broom while only a quarter actually gets into the dustpan. No matter how many times I sweep, there is still dust. …
The Lord is my Shepherd
I open the car door and walk resolutely past the emergency vehicles. By the flashing lights, I hear myself saying out loud, “The Lord is my Shepherd . . . he leads me by still waters…” The waters don’t feel still, but He is with me. Jesus is good at showing up in exactly the place…