Fallen Lives

I am not generally one to address current events, but today I will share my raw inner angst. Yesterday’s coordinated attacks in Paris struck a nerve that hasn’t been touched in quite a while. There have been plenty of opportunities to be affected, but somehow my mind boxed them all up as impersonal, somewhere-else-events. Continue reading Fallen Lives

Veterans Day

A few weeks ago, I blogged about white pine trees. If you could get a bird’s eye view of a nice patch of woods, white pines are the ones you would see popping up above the surrounding trees. They grow tall and straight…unless, of course, they are growing along the coast, pummeled by the constant winds blowing in from the ocean. They twist and turn in all different directions as they grow, but their growth is not halted by their surroundings. Continue reading Veterans Day

Don’t be a Leaf!

Leaves in the wind

Driving down the road the other day, I was enjoying the leaves being flung from the trees by the wind. Swirling and dancing reds and golds that would eventually come to rest by the roadside. I was reminded of Ephesians 4:14,

“Then we will no longer be immature like children. We won’t be tossed and blown about by every wind of new teaching. We will not be influenced when people try to trick us with lies so clever they sound like the truth.”

“Then…”  When? After what? Continue reading Don’t be a Leaf!

Example 5, a.k.a. List’s End

 Be an example to all believers in what you say, in the way you live, in your love, your faith, and your purity (1 Timothy 4:12).

Ellisville Marsh lies along the shore of Cape Cod Bay. In this picture, the bay is just beyond the horizon…can you see it in your mind’s eye? Life in a salt marsh depends heavily on the tides. Continue reading Example 5, a.k.a. List’s End

Example 4


“Be an example to all believers in what you say, in the way you live, in your love, your faith…” (1 Timothy 4:12).

I love this grove of trees. I have no idea what kind they are, but they grow like corkscrews! Never growing straight, but always growing up, reaching for the sun. Their mere height is a testament of their survival over time. Continue reading Example 4