Guest Post TEARS ARE ONLY FOR A TIME by Alice Scott-Ferguson I wasn’t just crying, I was wailing. I had traveled five-thousand miles to see my father and I missed him by a few hours. He had gone where there are no more tears and I was left to mourn and cry buckets of them…
Sometimes the simplest moments are the most profound. On a quarantined breezy morning last week, as I watched the branches of our front-yard tree waving in the wind, these lines of verse came to me: Spring Wind On a bright blossomy breezy day my fears and sorrows blew away; And in their place gentle hopes…
With this poem I affirm my faith in:
God’s love, that changes hearts.
God’s power, that calms storms.
Jesus’ victory, that delivers from evil.
The Holy Spirit’s presence, that offers soul rest.
Some things in this world make me mad—
but I cannot live with hate.
The One whose anger had no sin
plants His love within.
Some things in this world frighten me—
but I cannot live in fear.
The One who calmed the thundering storm
keeps me safe and warm.
Some things in this world are abhorrent to me—
but I cannot live in disgust.
The One who cast the demons out
gives a victory shout.
Some things in this world vex my nerves—
but I cannot live in tension.
The One who took all mankind’s stress
gives vitalizing rest.
It seems God created this world with the capacity for healing built into it. I remember Kiki, my pediatrician friend, saying that she almost enjoyed it when she got a cut or other minor injury on a finger, because watching it heal was such a wonder. I took this statement from Kiki with a…
Because I find solace and renewal in nature, I drive down to the river trail. There my senses are immediately overwhelmed and filled with the sights and sounds and smells and textures of that lush spot where grassy farmland meets the river that flows down from the Rocky Mountains. Nature is burgeoning with life.
One thing my husband and I are learning, living with constant change, is to “seize” the moment.
One Cladach author, Dean Davis*, lives in Sonoma County. When the fire hit, he was recovering from surgery just three days prior. His wife, Linda, shared this encouraging update on Facebook. I share her words here with her permission. … The danger is not over yet. They “feel vulnerable yet under the shadow of His wings at the same time. Each day is a gift because He is with us.”
On this World Refugee Day (June 20) I think of the refugees I have known. First, years ago my family helped sponsor a family of Vietnamese “boat people.” Lang, a South Vietnamese Army officer’s widow, and her brother and her three sons, escaped for their lives off the shore of Vietnam in a small boat…