Intrigue
Living mystery
Breathing with hidden omens—
Tomorrow arrives

Perseverance
Another challenge
Hesitating once again—
Courage rises up

Trustworthy
Seeking safe harbor
Overwhelmed with life’s darkness—
Friendship’s wisdom docks

Living mystery
Breathing with hidden omens—
Tomorrow arrives

Another challenge
Hesitating once again—
Courage rises up

Seeking safe harbor
Overwhelmed with life’s darkness—
Friendship’s wisdom docks


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In life’s journey, there will be times when each of us needs to stand tall as a warrior.
Do you write a daily journal? This inspiring thought comes from my journal, and much of what is written in my journal comes from reading and commenting on other bloggers’ posts. Thanks to many of you for adding so much to my journal.
(Updated September 10)

We turn not older with years but newer every day.
Forever is composed of nows.
Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) was an American poet. Little known during her life, Dickinson has become to be regarded as one of America’s most respected poets.

Growing up with a band of brothers, there was a common refrain at my childhood home, “What’s for breakfast?”
However, in order to answer this question, one must return to dinner the night before.
Our mother, in her desire to provide our growing, young bodies with nutrition, decided to try a new vegetable for dinner. Do diced beets from a can catch your fancy?
Being used to green beans, peas, and corn, my brothers and I looked at the beets with their strange color and unappetizing smell, and we knew these little morsels would taste just awful.
All of us went on strike at dinnertime . . . refusing to eat any of the beets.
Our father wasn’t a happy camper with our decision. In fact, he became quite animated that we should all try a sample at dinner. Yet, we refused to budge.
Finally, our enlightened father drew a line in the sand (or on the table), “If you don’t try these beets tonight, you can have them for breakfast in the morning.”
Morning arrived, and instead of our usual Cream of Wheat or Quaker Oatmeal, our breakfast menu consisted of those horrible red beet squares. My brothers and I held fast—NO BEETS!
Our mother was paying close attention to her sons. Never again did she include beets with a meal.
To this day, I still won’t eat beets, no matter how they are prepared. I think my brothers probably feel the same way. Do you have a least favorite vegetable?
Originally published August, 2020.

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A bit of humor keeps others in stitches, even when our fabric is wearing thinner.
Do you write a daily journal? This inspiring thought comes from my journal, and much of what is written in my journal comes from reading and commenting on other bloggers’ posts. Thanks to many of you for adding so much to my journal.
(Updated September 9)

Play is the work of children. It’s very serious stuff.
Every word, movement and action has an effect. No other person or outside force has a greater influence on a child than the parent.
Bob Keeshan (1927-2004) was an American television producer and actor. He will be forever remembered as the creative inspiration behind the long-running children’s television program, “Captain Kangaroo,” which ran from 1955-1984.
From Habakkuk 2:4: “Look at the proud! Their spirit is not right in them, but the righteous live by their faithfulness.”

Too many demands
Fewer precious hours
Life out of control
Darkness set to devour
Light beams from God’s Word
Life’s frantic pace slows
Moment by moment
Steps finding high plateau
Fresh landscape of peace
In God, faith shall trust
Heart fills with new hope
Priorities adjust
Hidden darkness flees
Armor of light worn
God’s grace stretching out
His answers come each morn
Prayer’s conveyance
Journey with God’s love
Freedom at last found
Guidance breathes from above

From Romans 13:12: “The night is far gone; the day is near. Let us then throw off the works of darkness and put on the armor of light.”

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Our life journey will take us to many addresses, but our faith journey will bring us to Father’s heavenly home.
Do you write a daily journal? This inspiring thought comes from my journal, and much of what is written in my journal comes from reading and commenting on other bloggers’ posts. Thanks to many of you for adding so much to my journal.
(Updated September 8)

Change is inevitable, growth is optional.
From Romans 12:2: “Do not be conformed to this age, but be transformed by the renewing of the mind, so that you may discern what is the will of God—what is good and acceptable and perfect.”
John Maxwell (born 1947) is an American pastor, author, and speaker. He has written numerous books about leadership, with a Christian point of view.

This informative post will be published on Saturday in place of my regular one. You are invited to participate with the opening question.
You measure my life in hours, and I serve you by expiring. I’m quick when I’m thin, and slow when I’m fat. The wind is my enemy.
(answer found at the end of this post)
Nocturnal and related to the cricket, the katydid is a fascinating insect to discover.
Here are a few quick facts about the katydid:
Sometimes confused with a grasshopper, the katydid’s body features large hind legs and a long, thread-like antennae. A grasshopper’s antennae is smaller in length. It’s leaf-like appearance offers camouflage when surrounded by leaves and other plants. Related to the cricket, they are frequently referred to as bush crickets.
The katydid is found on every continent, except for Antarctica. They are known for their singing at night where one might hear a trilling, chirping sound of “katy-did-katy-didn’t.”
The life cycle of the katydid begins with the insertion of eggs into plant stems during the fall season. Over the winter, the eggs wait patiently for late spring when they hatch into nymphs. After several molts, the nymphs will mature into adults.
Despite its ability to hide among lush vegetation, the katydid is hunted by several predators: birds, lizards, frogs, bats, and other insects.





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