… rambling …

I walked this morning—the coolness of the new day begged me to relax— and trust.  The flag waved and shouted freedom; the birds echoed praise. I tried to believe in God’s promises. My thoughts soared in many directions.

Thank you, my readers, for giving me this privilege to ramble; I am too distracted to focus on a lesson I have learned. In fact, I am not sure I have focused for days. I try to listen, but my thoughts blow as the wind.

Four nestlings of our blue bird family are soon ready to leave Mama and Papa and begin their journey. I have followed them from perfect eggs to now feathered teenagers. There is a lesson here. I stare at the birds and wonder… will they survive this hostile new world?20200609_104825 (1)

But I can’t write this story.

I asked Tom last night why we need others to pray for us, with us… when there is a crisis.  His immediate response, “We can’t pray for ourselves during those times.”

“When my spirit grows faint within me, it is You who know my way.” Psalm 142:3

Our much loved 6’4″ full of fun and laughter son-in- law is struggling for breath in ICU at Vanderbilt Hospital in Nashville, Tennessee. He has been there a week with fever and severe low oxygen levels.

“What time I am afraid, I will trust in You…” Psalm 56:3

Our daughter, Sharon and our sixteen year old grandson are quarantined at home with this virus, as well. She is exhausted and overwhelmed. We live only fifty minutes away; I am helpless. I long to hold her, but I can’t.  I want to go to Fred, but I can’t. I want to make Seth biscuits, but I can’t.


This was Tom sitting in Sharon’s yard Sunday afternoon; we were near enough to wave and  hear conversation. At least we could see her and Seth.

What can I possibly do?

My small ABC book—Whispers on the Journey –is soon to be published. There are many entries of my journals over the years in this guide of praising and praying.  At this moment, I can’t find my place on a single page for this type of crisis.

Last night, with my head buried in my towel after washing my hair, I listened— very intently. Whispers came ever so softly… I am Able, I am Fred’s Breath tonight, I am his Caregiver, I am his Energy, I am Faithful…

Did I hear correctly? Father, are you near, are you here?

“When anxiety was great within me, Your consolation brought me joy.” Psalm 94:19

If you can trust NOW, trust. If you can sing NOW, sing. If you can help someone NOW, please do.

“Some trust in chariots and some in horses, but we trust in the name of the Lord our God.”  Psalm 20:7

Is there any other way to travel this journey to NOW?

About oct17

The little girl in me loves bird watching, butterflies, sunrises, sunsets, walks in the rain; the adult I am enjoys the same. I sense God's awesomeness in all of life--what wonder there is in slicing a leek or cutting open a pomegranate. I have many favorite things--a formation of Canadian geese flying overhead, the giggles of my grand daughters, the first ripe watermelon in summer, snowflakes on my face--these gifts from my heavenly Father delight me continually.
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10 Responses to … rambling …

  1. Robin Dillard says:

    Barb–I needed to read this so much…thank you dear ❤

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  2. Roxie Bogart says:

    Barb, I will add this situation to my prayer list.

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  3. Joan Hester says:

    So sorry to hear this. Will be praying…

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  4. Glenda says:

    You are no different than the rest of us when going through crisis in our lives. At these times I just have to ask the Holy Spirit to intervene on my behalf and trust God for His answers. What sweet peace just to trust and give it all to God. I’m so thankful He made a provision for us to go straight to Him when we are going through trials and the privilege of asking friends to lift us up in prayer at these times. Know we are praying for Fred and his family and for you and Tom.
    Glad to hear that your books is about ready for publication. Having been praying for you in getting it finished and ready for publication. I know it will bring joy and peace to many people. Keep trusting and listening He is near as the prayers upon your lips

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  5. Mary Prokop says:

    Beautiful thoughts, Barb. The prayer team is praying for Fred and y’all here in Vienna. You are loved and supported. Isaiah 41:10 His righteous right hand upholds you.

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  6. Dona Freeman Reich says:

    We are praying for Fred, as well as you and Tom…and Fred’s family. Knowing that God has him and you in His hands. Praying for peace..and complete healing..
    Our love
    Dona and Kenny

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  7. Mette Thackstone says:

    I am with you and yours ! 💗
    Dear Barbara we are also with you and we are praying and trusting.
    Thank you for your message, it talks to us all in our own places of struggling and doubt!
    Just what I needed to hear ! 🙏💕🙂👍
    God bless x ♥️ and much
    love X


  8. Vinette says:

    Dearest Barb, My thoughts (and prayers) are with (for) Fred, Sharon and Seth, you and Tom. (You cannot imagine). Still, GOD Almighty, Creator of this immense Universe is there with Fred and the family! His Beauty and Love here and now and beyond is unvorstellbar!

    I read your blog! And read it again and again and again! It is written with so much love and meaning.

    May I quote you; the words are comforting and reassuring!

    ‘…,,,I listened— very intently. Whispers came ever so softly… I am Able, I am Fred’s Breath tonight, I am his Caregiver, I am his Energy, I am Faithful… ………..’.


    That is a Blessing Barb.🌹☀️💐☀️🌹


  9. Lene Beaver says:

    Dearest Barb

    Big hugs and love and prayers…..My heart goes out to Fred, Sharon and Seth and to you and Tom❤️❤️


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