When Jesus Bids You Come Away…

When your mind starts to feel like the news-feeds you read…
it’s time to come away with Jesus. 
When you start to feel like the walls around you are closing in, it’s time to come away with Him.
When opportunities are starting to look like ticking bombs, and the calendar like doomsday…
it’s time to come away to His safe, strong arms.
When all looms before you and threatens to steal your peace and lines drawn in the sand are looking like deadlines all about, it’s time to come away with Jesus. 
When you feel like you can’t keep up; you are falling behind in many things, and feel there’s no hope of catching up-it’s time to stop.
He’s bidding you…
come away. 
It’s time I come away with Him for a few days, and let Him refresh me with His grace, truth and love.
Praying you are able to do likewise!
Then Jesus said, “Let’s go off by ourselves to a quiet place and rest awhile.” 
Mark 6:31 (NLT)


May these next days allow you to draw closer to the Lord, God Almighty, who was and is and is to come. 

See you here on Monday, friends.

 “The Lord bless you
and keep you;
the Lord make his face shine on you
and be gracious to you;
the Lord turn his face toward you
and give you peace.”
Numbers 6:24-26

Missional Women

Parched Places (Writing to God- Week 6)

“God will provide joy, even in the wilderness.”
Rachel Hackenberg

Hello, my fellow sojourners. Here we are in the middle of holy week. We are counting down in our hearts and minds the days ahead…Maundy Thursday, Good Friday, Holy Saturday, and Easter Sunday. 
How are you doing?
Are you on track with your Writing to God?
I am, myself walking along in solitary places in my spirit. Feeling a bit stretched tight as Winter clings, and Spring seems distant. This girl who loves snow, and winter is long ready for Spring. Awaiting His breath of faith upon me as well as blossoming buds, blue skies, and birds calling me in the early morning. 
Does anyone else find it difficult to keep up at certain times of the year? 
September, Spring, and Christmas squeeze more out of me and but for grace, joy and beauty of each, I think I’d just cocoon myself away and wait for the pace of the season to allow breathing time. 
But truly peace is available, and He does not depart from those who belong to Him.
Age is on my side, as well. 
I fret less over the incidentals of self imposed (or other imposed) expectations. 
I seek Him and (mostly) bask in the love and peace He abundantly gives.
The prompt I am sharing from is Enlightening- Jeremiah 31:2-13
I hum through dish washing
keeping time with the beat of my heart-
the joy of my soul, 
my heart is light with song,
I rejoice in the mundane.
The routines of my day are dances,
dirty laundry but opportunity
 to praise your faithfulness and goodness.
Oh, Lord, I dance through my days
offering up my praise
How you lighten my load-
even whites.
Though at times I grow weary,
occasionally teary-
It’s all part of our journey
of grace and mercy.
Oh, Lord- thank you for words. Thank you, The Living Word. Who became flesh.  Thank you for your journey to the cross.Lord, you are worthy of praise and glory and honor. At your name every knee shall bow and every tongue confess, on earth and in Heaven- that Jesus Christ is Lord of, all to the glory of the Father. Amen and Amen. Messiah. Chosen One. King of Kings, Lord of Lords, The Great I Am, Emmanuel. Holy is your name…and I praise you. We praise you, Lord. 
Worthy is the Lamb. 
Upcoming Schedule:
We are currently in the Prayers and Prompts for Holy Week which wraps up on Easter Sunday. We will resume in the 40 Days section at Day 32 and proceed through days 33, and 34. Wednesday April 3rd we will meet together here again and then write on through our final week together on this journey. The final  days (Days 35-40) will wrap up our 40 day journey and on April 10th- our final Wednesday author Rachel Hackenberg will be joining us here with a special message of encouragement and time of sharing. 

!function(d,s,id){var js,fjs=d.getElementsByTagName(s)[0];if(!d.getElementById(id)){js=d.createElement(s);js.id=id;js.src=”//platform.twitter.com/widgets.js”;fjs.parentNode.insertBefore(js,fjs);}}(document,”script”,”twitter-wjs”);

Bloom: The Only Way Out is Through (Hope for Today)

“And the day came when the risk it took to stay tight 
in a bud was more painful than it took to blossom.”
Anais Nin


One little word with such huge meaning. 
Fragile at times but, key to our future.
Where we place our trust, for better or worse, will lead us to peace, joy and growth. 
It will also lead us to painful places. I have been thinking lately about those I have trusted.
 Some worthy, some not so. I myself strive to see things in a broader perspective.
 I don’t really care to be politically correct. 
I really don’t aspire to impress a denomination. 
I think it is foolishness to believe that there is a difference between who you are personally, spiritually and  professionally. 
You are who you are all the time. 
Trust. Once broken, so hard to repair. 
A loyalty disregarded. 
A boundary crossed. 
Integrity questioned. 
Insensitivity to specific circumstances beyond one’s control.
 Disappointment, disillusion set in. 
Trust is so easily betrayed and oh, so difficult to regain.
 A child suffers a breach in that trust and carries that into adulthood.
 The Lord heals but there is the smallest scar that remains. 
The child inside knows what the adult tries to forgets…people are untrustworthy.
 It only takes the right circumstance to bring to the mind of the child the forgotten pain and truth. 
The child tugs at the memory of the adult. 
The child brings up the string of events which have resonated within the pain that seems familiar. Every loss, heartache, injustice, abuse, neglect connect in an open-ended timeline that leads to today. Bitterness threatens to settle within the soul. 
Yet still the child also recalls hope. 
The child recalls faithfulness. 
And most of all the child remembers love.
 Because God has planted that love deep within the heart of this child.
 And that hope will not die. 
That hope will grow eternally and yield crops of love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, gentleness and self-control. 
There is no stopping what God has done. 
As Joseph said when his brothers returned to Egypt and had fully recognized him and acknowledged what they had done was wrong- what you meant for evil, God meant for good. 
This child can rest in this reality.
God is not mocked. Do you think when He says ‘I have summoned You by name and called you my own’, He lies? He is for us, who seek to know Him and live according to His will. He knows the heart, but you cannot trust your own heart… (Jeremiah 17: 5, 7-9) leave that to Him who knows how desperately wicked the heart is and take hold of Him alone who is able to guide you through every darkness and evil that may come upon you. Do you fear the days ahead? 
Do you think God has not seen? (2 Chronicles 16:9)
This year the Lilies in our yard seemed to be incredibly reluctant to bloom.

I would walk out every morning and they looked like they were going to stay tight in their buds forever completely content in that mode. This really bothered me as I longed to see their beauty bursting forth. Instead I saw tight green buds, day in and day out. I wonder if I am this way to the Lord at times. Resistant to His leading, longing to stay myself, tight in a bud, due to fear, pain…lack of trust. I can’t help but think of Anais Nin’s quote, with the closed buds pictured above.
Well, the Lilies finally did bloom and they are magnificent!
 Sometimes pain from the past can cause us to close- up tight.
We don’t want to trust that God could allow anything bad into our lives – at least not this: add your own perception of the one thing you believe that God allowed that has caused you to lose your trust in Him. Maybe it wasn’t in the past.
Maybe it is right now.
Maybe your pain is so buried beneath the surface that you can’t even recognize it anymore.
It feels like if you stay in that bud you will suffocate.
But a flower must surely bloom or it will wither away and die. 
This is not so for we who believe.
Our way is the way of Life.
Our Glorious King desires to see our beauty! (Psalm 45:11)
He calls us forth to bloom.
There is no way out of this.
We bloom or wither away.
That bud cannot sustain us forever.
A word used to describe that which we rely on. 
Such a small word with such a big meaning.

 Such a beautiful word that brings forth the promise and hope of new life. 

So take the risk.
Bloom, trust, grow…hope.
The only way out of this current circumstance is through it.
 But the one who is faithful to care for all the lilies in His fields is faithful.
Be encouraged, for you are worth much more than these to the King.
John 14:1

HomeEducatorMom.com Link UP Thursdays

Monday Morning Coffee Chat (Ain’t That a Lot of Love?)

Friends, it is so hard to keep track of all the blessings God gives. It’s like chasing butterflies. Or like a bottomless cup of coffee on a lazy Sunday afternoon. But I will share a few here today and I pray I share something that blesses you in the process.

So for those of you who are wondering how Home Schooling has been going, I will say this. It’s going. The statement “one day at a time”, has a whole new level of intensity these days. And I thank God for this phrase.

The weather here in Little Rhody continues to sarcastically toy with even the heartiest New Englander. Personally, I just roll with whatever comes our way. Or perhaps I should say, click my camera at whatever comes my way. Hmm. Not much one can do about the weather, right? Below are some pictures I captured this week.

*408. Seagulls flying at Camp Canonicus captured by my Elph 110 HS
409. Scarborough walk on, windy inviting me to pause

*410. The fact that life is short but never too short to pull over
and capture beauty as God gives it

*411. Waiting for a wave before I snapped this shot…delicious! 
*412. These beautiful trees, sky, stone wall inviting me into the present moment
*413. Divine appointments and a sweet new friend –
 Thank you, Jesus for your ways, which are so beyond our ways! 

This week I asked for prayer on my Facebook page for a meeting I had planned for Friday and I thank you and want to say how thankful I am that God allowed Holly Otten and I to come together. I will be sharing more about Holly this week on the blog. Holly is a very inspiring and anointed daughter of God who has embarked on a very exciting mission to help sexual abuse survivors secure healing and freedom in Jesus Christ. She has written two books and is working on completing a curriculum for her ministry called “Tin Man Ministries“. You can find her at Survivor of Sexual Abuse on Facebook.
Also her website is HERE

Photo by Dave Marcoccio
Blizzard of 2013

The town of Narragansett celebrated 125 years of Independence with a wonderful open house event at the beautiful Towers. It was actually a sunny day (no snow) but the picture above was given away as a postcard to celebrate. There were also commemorative stamps available. Plenty of historical information was shared by volunteers, the Historical Society and local long time residents. My girl and I enjoyed this Friday afternoon.

*414. That I live in a beautiful state, and for the opportunity and freedom to take a day and enjoy the local history with my daughter unhindered. 
I enjoyed attending my very first Home School conference this past Saturday with the RI Guild of Home Teachers group and really enjoyed myself and appreciated greatly listening to those who spoke as well as meeting fellow local Home Schoolers. There was a room dedicated to Curriculum and it was great to check out many resources that were there.

For your amusement I am sharing our Home School desk as it looked at the end of the week. Really that was all my messy. We like to keep things “real” ha! This will be tidied up by…God willing (or flesh compliant) Monday! 
*415. That Home is where the heart is, at least this side of eternity and that Home School helps us to keep our family with all it’s imperfections tighter, closer and more connected. Thank you, Lord.
Last but not least …
I confess I am a long time Simply Red fan (it goes way back). In which I also implore you to view or freely pass on this performance in Prague. For no other reason than…because I felt a little in the mood for some Simply Red. Click HERE for music video clip for the song “Ain’t That A Lot of Love?”

Have a Great week! 

Spring’s Desire

I find myself longing for something new.
Not that I am discontent. 
I am not. 
I have peace. 
Am content.
Yet I feel a longing within,
not dissatisfaction,
for that stirs up 
negative connotations.
Is there a fresh wind blowing?
Have the winds of March left 
the feathers strewn, dried leaves dancing?
Questions prancing through my mind, like horses
waiting on Spring’s kiss.
Nostrils flare, warm breath meets cold air,
I stand waiting as thoughts gallop on past.


There is a stirring within my soul,
I’ve not forgotten
my ultimate goal.
I am your pupil- the center of your eye
Confident am I, of your love.
But there is a new day dawning and I sense the morning
whispering sweet promises blurred by mist.
I walk the shore, winter’s abandoned rocks glimmer, 
washed clean in salty splashes-
beaten, tossed, worn and beautiful…
Am I like a rock, Lord?
Am I beautiful?
What does Spring promise?
Hope eternal in colorful blooms,
new life,
glimpses of green.
Mr. Robin, don’t be dismayed,
though it may seem
Spring is delayed,
He has made everything beautiful in it’s time.
Hope in His faithfulness.
I find my hope in the blue sky of your eyes,
the white clouds of your hair,
the solid strength of the trees reaching low, reaching high
the wind that blows my hair wild…

Lord, quench my longing with your presence,
let me bask in the quietness of an eternal glory that far outlasts a season.
Hope eternal, bubbling up,
living water to satisfy the thirst of my soul. 
Spring blooms in the confidence of your love.
Am I like a flower, Lord?
Am I lovely?
What will Spring deliver this year?
Will I be renewed with the thaw?
Dew kissed promises refresh the heart.
Make me brand new, Jesus.
Roll the stone, make me alive-
Call my name- loudly
I will rise.
Make me new, without compromise.
Renew my heart, without disguise.
Let my life reflect You.
Let your presence abide 
and shine through.
Let your life
truly be
 Spring eternal rising up from
 within me.
*With special thanks for the beautiful horses captured on film and shared by Kelly Laffey of Laffey’s Irish Animals. 
I always try to link with my friends at dVerse...
check out some really great poetry there:

Previous Older Entries

Disclosure Policy

%d bloggers like this: