Thursday, May 28, 2015

Thankful Thursday

This week, I am particularly thankful for:

Twenty-two years of marriage, thanks to the love of a godly man & the Lord's abundant grace. We're closing in on knowing each other longer than not knowing each other. We are in a sweet spot right now and I don't want to take that for granted.

A quiet neighborhood that allows me to hear the birds singing.

These words from my niece. Her daughter has been diagnosed with a rare disease, but she's not taking it lying down. My heart breaks for the road she walks every day, but I remember God's sovereignty and goodness even in this hard thing.

Precious girl...

Support near and far for my niece's family. The Lord is pouring out His goodness upon them. If you'd like to join us in prayer, please visit for more information.

The opportunities the Lord is giving my girl to grow this summer.

God's mercy and grace. I'm so thankful He chose me because I never, never would have chosen Him. I don't have it in me. I find it strange, the concern that God would choose people against their will and "make" them become believers. The truth is, in choosing me He did go against my will; he showed me that my will was leading me to Hell and only in setting it aside would I gain Heaven.


I've realized that one of the keys to a quiet life is to concentrate on living the life God has assigned to me, and to allow others to do the same. Comparisons are a trap. So are expectations. When I'm concerned about what others are doing (or not doing), I neglect what the Lord has called me to do.

Wednesday, May 6, 2015

Crawling Out From Under My Rock

This space has remained quiet for a long time. Perhaps too long. Sometimes I wonder if I should brush away the cobwebs, start writing here again. I look at the list of half-written draft posts and ask myself if I'll ever finish them. Then there's the question of who's still reading, and if I'm writing for you few or for myself.

Every time I think of blogging again, I inevitably ask myself what I want this blog to be.  It seems paradoxical to talk too much, given my blog title. I live a quiet life, filled with ordinary days. Nothing particularly noteworthy to share. The things that mean the most to me are the simple moments that make up my days.

Long conversations with my daughter about today, tomorrow, and the dreams of her life.

Sitting on the front porch with my husband, talking about subjects both serious and not-so-serious and watching blue birds dart through the evening sky.

Getting lost in a good book.

Nurturing relationships outside of a computer or phone screen.

Time to read and ponder the Word.

These are the elements that form this quiet life. Nothing blogworthy, to be sure. I keep telling myself there will come a time when I resume regular blogging. When and how remains to be seen. If you are still visiting here, thank you for thinking of me, for caring enough to read these periodic ramblings, and for honoring me with your attention.