Tuesday, February 23, 2016

The Noise I Think Is Him

Sometimes, I hear a noise and think it is Steven finally coming home, walking through the house. I think that if he did walk through the door at that moment, I would not act surprised at the fact that he passed away 2 1/2 years ago, but would act totally normal. I'd ask what's for dinner.

Friday, February 12, 2016

Our Gifts

The gifts we are blessed with from God are a natural tendency in our lives. It comes easily and you are pulled to it. When others exclaim that what you do would seem so hard to them, it only makes sense. We each are a puzzle piece in God's plan.

One of my gifts is encouragement. I can't help myself, if credit can be given for any small thing, I give it. I love people, even those who are unlovable to others. I want them to talk to me when others wish they would stop. I want them to go on and on because it's probably been a while since anyone has let them talk away.

The area of my sin is that I have a tendency to hide myself away. God wants me with people. It's all about the people. But home, even alone, is a treasure. It's my favorite place to be. Each room has a  place to cozy in and relax or create art. And I have a feeling if I didn't have to go to work, I wouldn't leave much.

So if you are feeling beat up and need a pat on the back or some kind words, come to me. I promise when you will walk away you will stand a bit taller.