Feeling a bit tossed about by this fallen world today.
Sorrow from the Sooner State, where we began our marriage and brought two babies into the world.
A dear one lost his beloved this week after many years together.
Writer friends gather to talk, to write, to learn in the shadow of the Blue Ridge – I miss them.
Heart friends, my closest, face loss and hope and healing.
And in my corner of the world, the joy of teachers who have held the last class for the school year.
And much anticipation – summer trips, family gatherings, a new daughter-in-law and a granddaughter coming sometime from a land faraway.
They anchor us, though the highs and lows of life.
Words keep us afloat – they encourage, they intercede, they build up. As writers, our privilege is to pick through those words, use them wisely, to help and to bless.
In the midst of hurt and hope, despair and healing, choose words wisely.
During a particularly rocky time, these words were passed along to me. They became my anchor:
“LORD, be gracious to us;we long for you.
Be our strength every morning,
our salvation in time of distress.” (Isaiah 33:2)
Wishing you encouraging words today.