When I saw a male goldfinch arrive at my bird feeder, its bright plumage with dark shading on the wing tips reminded me of the joy we feel after the darkness of Good Friday (portrayed by the dark colors on the bird’s wing tips. Colorful reminders of the sorrow and joy I think encapsulates HolyContinue reading “What’s in a Bird’s Coloring: Thinking of the Easter Parade”
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Co-existence at the Birdfeeder
It’s cold outside as the birds line up to get food at one of my birdfeeders. First the tufted titmice and black-capped chickadees jumped up to snatch some food. Then the cardinals came. Even a red-bellied woodpecker stopped to grab a few seeds to eat. But there was one thing they all did. They keptContinue reading “Co-existence at the Birdfeeder”
Healing and Writing from Summer to Fall
It’s been a long time since I’ve sat down and posted anything. This blue jay looks like he’s been waiting for me for a long time. Here’s why: The end of July- July 29th to be exact- my world came crashing down. Literally. Leaving a party with friends, I slipped on a step and brokeContinue reading “Healing and Writing from Summer to Fall”
From My Window
I’d just finished breakfast and was sipping coffee when I spied a mourning dove perched on the hook holding the birdfeeder. A wave of thankfulness at its appearance swept over my soul, bringing unexpected tears to my eyes. “Hi friend,” my heart seemed to say. Having just returned from a writer’s conference with its earlyContinue reading “From My Window”
Rain with a Side of Praise
Rainy day blues give way to tumultuous praise.
I felt the Presence of God today
I felt the presence of God today,and I was humbled.To see love and sorrowin faces teaming around mea chance visit to a friend whose family sees no barriersto caring for one who is dying.Amidst the bustle, hustle and confusionof a crowded place…I felt the presence of God todayand I was humbled.To see acts of givingContinue reading “I felt the Presence of God today”
What Happened at the Birdfeeder?
Sudden calamity at the birdfeeder shows how abruptly life can change in an instant.
Watching a hungry titmouse makes me think- what Am I hungry for? Look for a new post on that soon.
Marker Stones and Living Stones
Marker stones show where people have passed, but living stones, people shaped by God, leave marks that are remembered by others as they share God’s love.
Almost Empty Birdfeeder and Me
We need to remember what we learn and not let daily cares and concerns crowd it out. Prayer can help.
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