The tributes are pouring in. How could they not? This woman meant so much to so many. Each accolade is true: generous, kind, strong, tender, sparkly, talented, down to earth, genuine, compassionate and the list goes on. She was all those things, but the part that makes this an especially tough passing was the connection … Continue reading Dolly
Inspiration
Faux Fall
Dear Faux Fall, You are a tease; promising delight but delivering nothing but tastes of heaven that disappear by noon. You fool the golden rod. The sourwood blushes at your promises. But your 55 degree mornings don’t fool me. I know the birds are joyously singing, all of them awake and happier than they have … Continue reading Faux Fall
The Air I Breathe
There are some songs that transport us instantly back to a certain time and place. Music is a time machine of sorts. The first notes play and I remember exactly how I felt, sad or happy, heartbroken or elated. I feel the same emotions as if it was happening in the present. There is a … Continue reading The Air I Breathe
A God Who Weeps
I am grateful for a God who weeps. When grief slips into my life like fog floating low in the mountains, I know I am understood. Lately, melancholy is hanging around again. A silent companion. So silent I didn’t even know it was there. Could be because it’s been 2 years since Mom’s service. Maybe … Continue reading A God Who Weeps
Southern Women
Southern women have a reputation. We bring food. Funeral? Food. Wedding? Food. Sickness? Food. Hangnail? Fire? Flood? Stubbed toe? Food. We have been accused of being disingenuous. Hypocritical. Pretentious. But here’s the thing, we keep on bringing food. We were taught how to do this by our mothers and their mothers. Being hospitable is an … Continue reading Southern Women
Surrender
Surrender. In a time of unrest, it is the last thing either participant wants to do…cease to resist an enemy and submit to their authority. Wave the white flag. Give up. Lay down the right to be right. I have been hearing the word surrender in the quiet places lately. It has caused me to … Continue reading Surrender
Dear Artemis 2 Crew,
I wanted to take a minute to jot you a note of thanks. I cannot tell you what a joy it is to watch you all on your journey around the moon. It takes me back to when I was 5 years old and watching the Apollo missions with my Dad. I remember he was … Continue reading Dear Artemis 2 Crew,
Sad Saturday
I don’t know what the Saturday after Good Friday is supposed to be called, or if it even has a name. I call it Sad Saturday. I am sure that those closest to Jesus during this very confusing weekend were not only sad, but also stunned. This isn’t how they thought it would go. They … Continue reading Sad Saturday
I Am the Thief
I am the thief. The one who mocked Jesus, “If you are so great, get yourself out of this mess. And get me out, too.” My eyes are fastened to my own circumstances. I beg him to set me free from my own consequences. I expect him to do it. I am the soldier. Gambling … Continue reading I Am the Thief
Letting the Light In
I have been doing some updates around the house. We’ve been here 26 years; it is time. By letting the light in, I am feeling life again. Opening the blinds in the morning lifts my spirits. Natural light floods all the spaces and the darkness flees. For the past year, gloom has kept the windows … Continue reading Letting the Light In
Michelle's Mosaic 