Monthly Archives: September 2012

Shining Moments

The handwriting is slightly faded but still clear enough to read.

I looked at the swirls and the letters

    and remembered the joys of cooking with my mom.

Recipe after recipe we fixed together all the while sharing back and forth.

My mom inherited her love for cooking from my Pennsylvania Dutch grandmother

   and guess its been passed down to me.

Fixing a new dish of preparing an old favorite are enjoyable pastimes.

But this morning as I scanned the familiar handwriting my heart wandered

    back to days of old.

And caused me to reflect upon some treasured moments.

Boiled raison cakes (always prepared around the holidays)

Tuna noodle casserole

Shoofly pie

Meatloaf (my grandmother’s recipe)

  and on and on.

I remember the day my mom passed her recipe book on to me.

Filled with old, treasured recipes.

She had written inside it

    dated it

     and sealed it with love.

“Enjoy this,” she had said that day so long ago.

Hmm, she had no idea how much I love seeing her familiar handwriting and those old recipes.

Or, on second thought, maybe she did.

She had gotten them from her mother years before.

Yes, words written in love mean so much, don’t they?

I treasure today the handwriting of my two girls

    each with her own unique style of writing.

I carefully fold the notes and cards and hide them away.

And then I think of Another’s writing.


His Word.

The most treasured of all to me.

Words carefully passed down from the Father’s Heart to me

   and to you.

Written with love

   and His blood poured out so that we might never forget His Everlasting Love

      and the price that He paid

         for us.

Jesus paid it all;

All to Him I owe.

Sin had left a crimson stain

He washed it white as snow.


My heart overflows with deep gratitude whenever I read the scriptures.

Wonderful words of life.

My mom’s handwriting will always remind me of sweet times together

    and that great day a-coming.

My Bible reminds me of His Amazing Love.

Cherish the handwritings

and rejoice in His Words.

Let them change your life and they have mine.

Shining Moments

The sirens scream not far from our home.

    Cars squeal their wheels.

        Sounds of the helicopter overhead.

Trucks, ambulances.  The sounds of busy life are everywhere

   Oftentimes making it difficult to concentrate.

   Hard to hear the sounds of nature all around.

   Jarring the nerves.

But I have discovered that there are ways to filter what we hear.

I miss the sound of the waves splashing against the rocks.

I yearn to hear the cry of the seagull as it wings its flight over the beach.

Sounds that soothe

   Sounds that bring peace.

So what can you do when you are surrounded by noise that jars and grates on your nerves?

Or can you do anything?

I have found that by simply playing some calming music

    I am not only no longer disturbed

         or distracted

  but instead I am drawn into a place of peace and relaxation.

I play music CDs

  listen to Whisperings: Solo Piano

     and enjoy the sounds of the ocean


And the more I am intentional about filling my ears with the uplifting,

      soul soothing sounds of relaxation

      the greater sense of  peace I enjoy.

How about you?

As life continues to grow more complex and oftentimes noisier

    we must guard our health by making positive choices and using what’s available.

Yes, we might not be able to live at the ocean

   but these days we can bring the sounds of the ocean

    and the cry of the seagull

       right to us.

Drink in the peaceful sounds. Experience the healing that it brings.

“Be still and know that I am God.” Psalm 46:10





Shining Moments

This shining moment shone with brightness like none other

   and left a memory and a reminder that lightens my steps today.

Yesterday my youngest daughter and I decided to go out for a short run around the

neighborhood. The weather was cool; just right for running.

We started out down the road in our subdivision, chatting back and forth as we always do

    rounded a bend in the road

   when all of a sudden I heard a voice.

      I looked up and saw an elderly woman with a walker looking our way.

Stopping, I ran up to her as she stood in front of her house.

“Could you help me?” she said. She looked so frail. So small.


“I’ve called other people but no one is able to help me.”

Her eyes glanced down at the big green trash container.

“Could you move this out to the curb and then put my walker in the back of my car?”

No problem, I thought.

I quickly dragged the trash container to the curb and then with the help of my daughter

   lifted the walker into the back of her car

    while the lady

        now smiling

            got herself settled in her car.

“Thank you,” she said. “I don’t know what I would have done today.”

God knew her need.

He always sees and knows and cares.

“I believe God wanted us to come just at that time

     to help you.”

“I think so too.”

We went on our way running and talking about how glad we were to be able to help.

A shining moment to be sure.

Voices are crying all around us but oftentimes it’s hard to hear.

The noise of our world

     The fast pace of living

         all too often drowns out the softer cries for help

           particularly of the children and the elderly.

Open my ears, Lord, and let me hear.

Tune my heart to Thee and keep me walking in step with your Spirit

   so that I can lend a hand

     to another.

Shining moments happen in the most unexpected times and places.

Look for them.

They often happen at a point of need.

The wind of His Spirit causes an intersect where we are given a choice.

We could so easily have simply kept on running.

We could so easily..

      the thought makes me shiver

          have not even heard her soft, weak cry for help.

Yes, the opportunity to help another might have been missed.

Shining moments all around.

Look for them.

Your life will never be the same.