There is a Tree

There is a tree outside my window.

It protects me from the sun. I hear the wind blow through it and watch it shake and bow. Its roots run deep and snake through the earth. Each year, they get longer, and it gets stronger.

The roots and earth cling to one another.

I hear limbs clatter as wind rushes by, and the leaves, little mothers, shhh-shhhush them. Quiet down. All is well. The gusts get stronger and the tree bows to and fro out of respect for the wind. But it does not break.

It does not break.

A crown of beauty instead of ashes, the oil of gladness instead of mourning, and a garment of praise instead of a spirit of despair. They will be called oaks of righteousness, a planting of the LORD for the display of his splendor. Isaiah 61:3 NIV

Carol

Buried Treasure

We wandered in and out of the rooms searching for treasure.

Memories.

A piece of history to carry with us.

After my grandmother’s passing, the grandchildren were invited to her house to reminisce and select special items we wanted to keep. I walked on the back porch where my grandparents used to sit on summer evenings and talk. Covered in dust was their old black phone with the rotary dial…


Join me today at 5 Minutes for Faith. Click HERE to hear more about buried treasure.

Carol

Chicken Soup Makes Me Want to Sing


Something was out of place. I reached across my daughter’s bed to make it and caught something out of the corner of my eye. A microphone. It was stretched from her CD player to her bedside. On top of the purple quilted pillow sham beside Faith’s bed was her microphone.

I tucked her in the night before and knew the singing aid was not there then. As I waited for my daughter to brush her teeth and return to the room, I remembered the events of last night. She found a Veggitales CD in the van. “This is a new one!” she told me.

“No, we’ve had it for a while,” I assured her.

“Well, I’m listening to it tonight.” And she ran to her room to get the CD ready for bedtime music.

I smiled remembering and crossed the room to see what songs had drawn her so much she had to sing along.

I read the first two songs…Come, Now is the Time to Worship and God of Wonders.


My heart swelled and my face reflected. I know how you feel sweet girl. Sometimes, you just have to sing.


Today, I’m singing about Chicken Soup. Chicken Soup for the Soul – that is. I am so excited to announce that yesterday Chicken Soup for the Soul, Devotionals for Mothers was released. And I’m singing even louder about the story on page 141.


You guessed it. It’s me. One of my stories is published inside. I’ve been reading my copy and it’s wonderful. Every story is a delight. If you see a copy, pick it up and see if you can find my story. Be sure you turn the page at the end of my story because they even made an adorable cartoon of my devotion! Then do a little jig for me. When people stare at you funny, just say, “My friend is published in here!”

Thank you for reading and following as I walk through the steps of publication! If you read P31 Woman magazine, I also have an article in their October issue. You can get a subscription HERE.

Now you see why I’m singing? God is good!

Carol

The World is Too Big

We left the restaurant hand in hand. With stomachs full, we chatted about light topics like the garlic rolls and the cool night air. We stood, toes on the edge of the curb, deciding which way to go. To venture down to the pier – our original plan before Chinatown sucked away our time with her shopping delights – or back to the hotel to snuggle in fluffy sheets and watch the night lights flicker?

The rustling behind me had me turning back…

Please join me at the The Internet Cafe today to hear why I think the world is too big. Click HERE to join me.

Carol