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Thursday, May 28, 2009


What is it about stress or sadness or worry that makes me want to eat? I catch myself grazing without hunger or thought whenever I am looking for comfort or answers to problems as if the food could give the solution. Can I be re-programed to go to the meat of the Word and the Living Water of Christ for satisfaction or am I so entrenched in my habits that it is too late?

"Because your love is better than life, my lips will glorify you. I will praise you as long as I live, and in your name I will lift up my hands. My soul will be satisfied as with the richest of foods; with singing lips my mouth will praise you." Psalm 63:3-5 This tells me the hunger I am experiencing is not physical, but is soul hunger. No amount of food will satisfy this hunger--only God can fill me.

Wednesday, May 20, 2009

Sorrow and Sympathy

I visited with one of my dearest friends and her husband today. He is in the final stages of life and my heart can hardly bear the sorrow I feel for them and the separation they are facing. In one way they are at peace--they know our Lord and trust him with the outcome, but they are still hoping for a miracle. Again, it begs the question, "Why does God allow such suffering to come to good people?" I certainly can't answer that one except that I know we are not alone in our pain. God, himself, suffered as the Father and as the Son on the cross in a way that we cannot comprehend. Even that knowledge doesn't make it any easier.

In trying to comfort my friend I could only hug her, cry with her and offer to be with her at a moment's notice. There are no words at times like these.

Tuesday, May 19, 2009


I am really needing to connect with friends and family today--but face-to-face, not just in print. There are so many things going on with many of them right now and it is hard to read behind the electronic messages and get to the hearts to know how they are really doing. I wonder if we are becoming more and more disconnected from each other even though we see the words. I would rather have one good long talk than a thousand little surface snippets here. I do read the snippets to get a feel for what they are doing at different times of the day and try to picture them in their activities. So, for now this will have to do. Better something than nothing.

Thursday, May 14, 2009

My son has been 3000 miles away for most of a week. Now, granted, he doesn't live with me anymore and has his own family, but there is still that nagging consciousness that someone is out of place in the family. I don't get to see him much more than once every 4-6 weeks, but there is comfort in knowing he is home with his own. I know they have missed him this week, but there is such a sweetness in being separated for a time and looking forward to the reunion. Wish I could see the boys greet their dad.

That is the same sweetness I look forward to in being reunited with loved ones in heaven--especially my dad. He was so very fragile and frail during the last couple of years of his life and it will be wonderful to see him "making sawdust" and singing again. A carpenter at home with the master carpenter. How good is that?!!