Category Archives: early morning thoughts

. . . when I can’t sing . . .

There is no sweet nectar . . . . . . anywhere. Returning home after a few days away, I noticed the three hummingbird feeders drained of all liquid. Used up . . . These tiny birds love that sweet … Continue reading

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. . . growing my beard . . .

It was flying straight towards me.  I ducked . . . a  male cardinal hit the clear glass pane with a  bang. Windows without screens invite winged creatures to fly straight through them.  The bright red bird was stunned . . … Continue reading

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. . . protected . . .

Tears splashed my face as the words of Even If . . . washed over my heart at a funeral this past Sunday. What a testimony in song at the memorial service for Cheryl. Our church had witnessed a four-year … Continue reading

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. . . with a sacred scar . . .

“Begin praying My compassion for your father.” The whispered words jolted my quiet morning thoughts as I looked out over the mountains of East Tennessee . “I want you to love him as I do.” I said NO. For months,  … Continue reading

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. . . tattooed . . .

“Of course, it was painful!” “Sharp and  continuous from beginning to end– for twenty minutes. And worth every minute of it,” Ahnna, our granddaughter adamantly confirmed of her recent tattoo on the back of her right arm.  She has joined … Continue reading

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. . . fearless?. . .

The view from my kitchen window looked more like spring than January.  Families of squirrels  skipped playfully in the warm sunshine.  We were enjoying days of rare temperatures the first week of a new year. These furry rodents were taking … Continue reading

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. . . content in the impossibles . . .

I was terrified. One of my greatest fears is failing. Being disappointed in ‘me’. So when a friend artist invited me to attend a painting class last weekend, I laughed, “I cannot draw a straight line. I drew stick people … Continue reading

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