Thinking about:
For I am already being poured out as a drink offering, and the time of my departure has come. I have fought the good fight, I have finished the course, I have kept the faith; in the future there is laid up for me the crown of righteousness, which the Lord, the righteous [...]

[I'm sort of playing catch-up today.]
Something that she wrote struck and stuck. It made me think of the things of nature that I truly love and find life in:
the never-fail arrival of four seasons
the flying V’s in October and March
the roaring waves hitting the shore
the whisper of wind through leaves
the sun’s rising, day after day
the [...]

Last week, when we pulled in our driveway from a long weekend in Maine, I was already anticipating what I was sure awaited me: six lilac trees, all in bloom. Somehow I mustered enough self-control to make myself unpack the car and unpack the bags before heading outside with clippers. In no time, our little [...]

Today I’m tired.
Actually, it’s been several days, and no matter how quietly I pass the hours, I never seem to become revitalized. Perhaps there’s a baby sneaking every nutrient I ingest? Perhaps.
Tired.
If there were children, this would be the morning that they’d all tumble down the stairs as usual, halting suddenly at the empty kitchen. [...]

This morning I’m watching the white, foaming crests and their rising and falling, and I’m thinking, “Who establishes the mountains by His strength, being girded with might; who stills the roaring of the seas, the roaring of their waves, and the tumult of the peoples…
They who dwell in the ends of the earth stand [...]

We’re here, in Maine.
It’s cold and raining, just as they predicted. Somehow that fits the idea of what the Maine shore is supposed to be, though. Gray. Stormy. You pitted against natural elements. If you want warm and easy, try a place on the Gulf.
I’m in the Ernest Hemingway living room. I never like white [...]