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A Baby Lamb and Its Mama in Distress

It’s midnight here and I just had a thought-provoking experience. After driving back late from my mural work on a stretch of country roads where I was literally the only car for a good 15 minutes or so, I needed to tend to my sheep. After cleaning up inside some, I went out back and planned to go down and give them their daily treats and check on them. My phone was dead and I had no flashlight but I...

Unfinished…and Eternity

I continue to gradually dig through and sort through old photos and other things I’ve kept over the years– re-organizing, discarding or gifting certain items. I think that as we age, it is good to gradually do this to make sure that one day the stuff which might be of some value to those left behind would be more apparent. The above image has a finished sea shell, unfinished wildflowers, and an unfinished painting of Asters that I have recently...

I Cannot Come

I seem to be in some situation where I cannot truly plan how to navigate the seemingly endless string of plaguing locusts in my situation. I mean, I plan, and plan well…however…. This morning I inwardly reflect on another day awoken to here where seemingly unnecessary things are before me, thwarting and sapping me of every bit of mental, emotional and physical stamina when I’m barely finished my coffee after a good eight hours sleep. “Lord Jesus, what do I...