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When I received the summons in the mail it seemed to be an incredibly short time away from the original date on the statement. Feeling a mild inner panic I reviewed in my mind how I simply didn’t take that short walk to the mailbox, or how the post didn’t deliver it to me on time. Regardless of the journey this very powerful little document took, I found it in my hand… Read More

One night I had this vivid dream. I was in another realm. There were people there that I loved such as my husband. There were no children. The atmosphere was messy. There were large cliffs of dirt and hills of brown sand. Large giants hid themselves under the ground. I knew I had to protect myself. I believe I felt strengthened by my resolve to live. I watched others being taken down… Read More

Someone once asked her the question where Jesus was in her darkest moment. As her mind pondered the answer she sat back and allowed an old memory to grab hold of her. Suddenly she was there, standing. The hallway with pale coloured walls stretched out in front of her. The solitary door on her left offered temporary escape. She grabbed the handle and went inside. Kneeling down on the white bathroom floor… Read More

Grief is alive. It’s a living creature that hides, and unexpected triggers reveal it. As I write this, I am sitting below a large painting of two horses. It’s one of my very own unexpected triggers. Like the tears that come when they want to old memory’s emerge without warning. A memory of my sister riding a shiny palomino flashes through my mind. Heaven gave me the gift of two sisters. They… Read More

It’s there lurking in your pocket, purse or hand. You never leave home without it. It’s always close. You let it inside of your most valuable moments. You take it to the bathroom. It’s there when you brush your hair. You place it next to your bed as you sleep or, make love. You take it on dates. Dinners for two are now dinners for four. It’s near to you when you… Read More

When I consider the peace of God I see an image of me falling backwards off a mountain towards a river bed of jagged rocks. The falling is my life. The rocks are the inevitable. So I lay my head back and take it all in. With arms spread wide open my hands hang loosely. My fingers extend themselves while taking note of the wind. I close my eyes. A smile spreads… Read More