Monthly Archives: October 2014

I Want A Life Of Bridges, Not Walls

Fear builds walls

not bridges.

Walls between people and cultures.

Walls that prevent understanding and lead to pain and isolation.

There was a young boy in my class many, many  years ago.

A boy with a smile that lit up the whole room.

He was new to the school that year and knew no one.

Yes, all the way from  Amsterdam –

He spoke no English.

When I first heard that he was being placed in my class

I wondered how I would teach him anything.

I knew no French except for oui  (yes).

How would I make a connection?

How would I help my other students build relationships with him?

Could I possibly reach him and be successful in teaching him?

Somehow I knew that I must try.

But this young boy embraced that challenge of first grade in America with an open spirit

and we all gave that to him.

He quickly learned the class routines, the names of his fellow students, my name.

Yes, he amazed me how quickly he picked up English.

And he taught all of us how to count in French and an assortment of other words and phrases.

Together we laughed and shared

and a bridge of understanding was built.

I long to live a life of bridges, not walls. Don’t you, my friend?

Bridges that connect us

where we can learn from each other.

Yes, I was the teacher that year but that young boy taught me more than he will ever know.

There is no fear when we are willing to learn from each other.

Let’s build bridges wherever we live.

Let’s listen

And learn

And be willing to take that first step forward.

Will you join me today in building a bridge?







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When You Can’t See Anything

Shining moments –

I know they are there..all around us if we look

But lately the cloudiness of our world- the news, and recent deaths and heartaches

more than the actual cloudiness of this day

block my ability to see shining moments.

I looked at the blank page longing to write something

to encourage another on life’s journey

but nothing, absolutely nothing came to mind.

I was tempted to give up

To wait for another day and time

but maybe this is when I need to write the most about shining moments.

Suddenly it came to me.

A voice from the other side of the room.

“Write about them.”

There was nothing when I looked around me

But suddenly I turned and glanced within

and saw a shining moment.

Yes, stored within is a treasure house of shining moments

All waiting to be remembered and enjoyed again.

Memories of childhood

That special teacher that encouraged me

That friend who shared special times in choir and band

The walks to school shuffling the newly fallen leaves

Saugerties, New York and Owego, New York

Places where my heart still wanders from time to time.

My first day teaching school and all the many students

that I’ve been privileged to teach

over the years.

That accident avoided

That glorious service and playing the organ with all the pipes opened.

In His Time

In His Time

He makes all things beautiful in His time.

Holding a six month old precious little baby girl on a Christmas Eve many years ago

and then wonder of wonders

holding another tiny two year old as we landed in the US on a cold February afternoon.

Puppy dogs and sunny canaries

Ice cream moments and precious times with Nana and Papa.

Family times and moments with friends.

Helping this one and praying together side by side.

Shining moments?

Yes, they are all within

Just waiting to be remembered, enjoyed and shared.

And how about you?

What moments brighten your cloudy day?

Look deep within – You might be surprised.