everything is learning

listening to songs, over and over

to be dancing

to be distracted

to be learning

how to move the world with lyrics and melodies

going for a walk all around town

to be a sight-seer

to be active

to be learning

how to be strong when i’m alone

sorting photos on my living room floor

to be orderly

to be minimal

to be learning

how to let go and how to remember

visiting my sister and her sons

to be out of the house

to be with somebody else

to be learning

how to mother and how to love

cooking supper for my husband

to be well-fed

to be a wife

to be learning

how we can be a better me and a better him

everything is learning

crazy times.

yes, these are crazy times. everything is making me angry, happy, burdened, excited and sad all at once. why does it all have to happen all together, anyway?

the Church struggles. my faith shakes. my friend moves away. my loved ones play tricks, believe falsehoods, squash their potential. my people are growing, forgiving and freeing. they all are teaching me. they are experiencing, adventuring, and taking me with them!

why is my 6th little godchild in heaven instead of in her mommy's tummy? why is my sister crying?
my nephews puking? my husband overworking? my body stiff and hurting?

the rain outside makes me sigh.
a text message and a handmade card make me smile and laugh.

too much. it's too much.

"it's life", my brother says.

"it's abundant", my Saviour says.
"help me!", i say.
and He does.

thank you, landlord

thank you, landlord, you are good;

you have done what landlords should.

you have fixed my kitchen well -

replaced my floor, installed new shelves!
my bathtub likes its new surround,

(but my sink still makes that dripping sound).

lately, you helped my broken oven...

right out the door! oh man, i'm lovin'

these new things that come for free!

i've got the sweetest tenancy!
if i was not as smart as this,
i just might think i paid for it!

chocolate-covered peanut butter balls

Christmas is a time for...

chocolate-covered peanut butter balls!

you should make them and eat them.

and remember: 
blessings come to those who share.

i found a recipe at: http://www.squidoo.com/peanut-butter-balls 

(watch out! it's got sugar - you might get hyper!) 

many thanks to the author for her hard work and easy-to-follow instructions. 

tomorrow, i shall present to you my own 

healthy version 

(veggie-free, gluten-free, wheat-free).

the house girl is also a chef?!

mai, oui!

Proof-reader for Hire

i love misplaced apostrophe's
and "quotes" that neednt be.
they make life oh-so-interesting
and never frustrate me.
senseless punctuation,
and, random Capital Letters,
thrill me to the core, you know,
and wait- it does get better!
to many comma's, misspeelled words,
bad Grammar, need i continue?
i "want" so much to share my joy's;
i wish that i could win you!
join Me in this fight for Freedom,
for poetic lisensce, please...
why should we Stick to stuffy "rules"?
I "vote" misplaced apostrophe's!


did you know that Eagles Nest? wow. thats new's.

fifteen

picture perfect, rearranging, 
pasted smile, feast your eyes.
shyly standing, garb-adjusting, 
see her there: the outer side.


identifying, life emerging, 
really smiling, truth is urging.
self is slowly being, showing; 
seeing, healing, sensing, knowing,
hoping, living, loving, growing,
breaking through: her inner side.

"Hand of God" photo courtesy of D.P. Photography, 2010.

meet us here

we are full of darkness; we don’t know where to turn.

we turn to You. we turn to You.

vision lacking sharpness, our hearts go on to yearn.

we yearn for You. we yearn for You.

we’re not thriving; we’re surviving. 

pick us up and make us stand!

we’re not shining; we are pining

for the goodness of Your hand.

light our darkness, soothe our burning,

heal our wounds and fill our yearning;

satisfy us, won’t You, Jesus?

meet us here.