Every Friday I rush to my ‘safe place.’  There, I feel Eastertide still lingering over the lacey altar linen as the tapered candles get closer to the brass holders.  What seems like a few minutes of rest turns out to be an hour of sweet refuge as I wave in and out of sacredness.

Lord, help me to see everything  and everyone with eyes of faith,

to better imagine the different rooms prepared for all of us in heaven,

to capture a glimpse of us at the royal banquet of the throne of God,

to see all of our ancestors and friends gone before us

and to see our death as a happy day of rejoicing for all eternity.

Lord, help me to see everything with eyes of faith.



When someone sent me this unusual image which is Hindu Kush, I had to find out about it.  Research tells of its medicinal properties for those who suffer chronic stress and insomnia taken in the form of cannabis oil.  My heart and prayers go out to anyone struggling against these conditions.


Fighting anxiety

Hoping for a good night’s sleep

Grateful for relief


Monkey and Me Oil Painting by Marsha Hammel


Marsha Hammel’s painting reminds me of my mother saying to me, “why put off tomorrow what you can do today?”  Time does seem to escape us.  My thoughts…we can seize ‘surprise in happiness’ in the present moment…one day at a time.  Whether or not looking into a mirror, happiness comes in some of these many forms:  Natural sensations, satisfaction, joy of loving, giving and desire for God.  I join the French when it comes to happiness – living a healthy and generous life – I wish you a great life full of happiness!


“True happiness comes from the joy of deeds well done, the zest of creating things new.”

Antoine de Saint-Exupery


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How keen is this quote because it aspires every breath taken as precious in God’s eyes.

“Every moment is holy.  Do not soil the moments.”

Gwen John


Such an ardent invitation to live a goodly life.  One way I can thank God is to write about my given moments and share them with you, hopefully to your liking.

Thank You for your engaging support!



The Ox Painting by Joseph Stella (1877-1946)


I appreciate all of Joseph Stella’s various art styles including industrial America, the Brooklyn Bridges, his Marian images, Italian futuristic flowers and this ox.

Finding this ox loveable for its precise and stoic beauty…there will be more to come soon…


“I like feeling like an ox at the end of they day.  I like working hard.”

Rachael Ray



Baptismal Font where my Beloved was baptized at St. Philip Benizi Church


How Christ Speaks to Us on the Way

With a glorious Easter Sunday behind, my yesterday was incredulous.  I started out the door to attend my writing class, notebook and story in one hand, keys and a hot cup of coffee in the other…still too much for my mended hand, so I placed the mug on the trunk of the car as it immediately slipped to the pavement and broke in tiny pieces…O, no coffee until I can return home; what was worst, it was an old mug from my parents’ household.  Okay, Lord, I can give it up.  After a class of delightful stories, I walked to the sanctuary to pray for a while, then left to shop and after packing the trunk I realized I didn’t have the car keys?  I shuffled all the bags until finally the keys appeared and drove home relieved.  The weather was gorgeous for tending to yard work.  With that done, the next plan was to visit a homebound neighbor and bring her Eucharist.  O, no! I couldn’t find the phone; I had used it while in the sanctuary.  Three hours later, I dashed for church and there it was on the pew.  I couldn’t help but shed tears to realize that in all these incredulous happenings, Christ was offering Easter miracles for me.

During these progressive 50 days to Pentecost as we follow the Acts of the Apostles, Christ today is showing us more miracles…more daily conversions like when the two disciples on the road to Emmaus experienced:

“Were not our hearts burning within us?”  Luke 24:13-35

“Take courage, it is I, do not be afraid!”  Mark 6:50

“We have a great high priest who has passed through the heavens…so let us confidently approach the throne of grace to receive mercy and find grace for timely help.”  Hebrews 4:14-16

This morning sipping coffee in the remaining mug, I gratefully thank God and my parents for the wonderful life I have been given.

May this Pentecostal season bring you all kinds of small miracles that will remind you how much God loves you and wishes to reveal himself in incredulous ways as He speaks to all of  us on the way.