Monthly Archives: July 2014

Finding REFUGE in God



During this past week, I have been thinking about how God is my refuge,  how he provides me a quiet and peaceful sanctuary if only I would just remember and look to him:

Rest and spiritual restoration

Eternal peace and safety through the

Forgiveness  of sins and love of God who grants us

Unearned and undeserved

Grace, mercy, and his free gift of

Everlasting life through Jesus, His Son

And while dwelling on this, I went searching for a special verse in the Bible about finding REFUGE in God and this is what I found:

Psalm 62:8 (Holy Bible (New International Version):

“Trust in him at all times, you people; pour out your hearts to him for God is our refuge.”

Friday Verse Journal Isaiah 41:10



Thinking about Family and Relying on God’s Strength

I am now two days late on posting a Friday Verse Journal entry. I had just returned from a wonderful and blessed family reunion in Wisconsin. There were so many there that it was nearly impossible to visit with everyone and to learn what each wonderful relative has been up to. We came from many different directions to attend this reunion and far as I know, I was the only one that came from Minnesota! I am also the relative that had my hair pulled by a monkey when I was much younger. That was a question given in a children’s game that was taking place at  the reunion.  Some  relatives came by plane, some by car, and some came with great stories to tell and reminisce.   Our family is very large with many cousins, aunts, and uncles. I think some of the  younger cousins were a bit overwhelmed.

Speaking of the younger cousins in the family, I had a wonderful time playing with two little ones in the pool; they both wanted help to climb up on this lily pad-acorn-like raft and then they would jump off filled with smiles and laughter. While still at “Water World”. my young niece pretended to be my motor while I was relaxing on my floating tube and she propelled me all around the ‘lazy river’. So, instead of floating gently along, I was in my own ‘speedboat’ passing by everyone else. Then another very young toddler wanted me to play with him  in the sand. By this time I had already soiled my clothes by spilling a drink so I though, “Well, why worry about a little dirt?” He also was full of smiles as he built his version of a castle in the sand. Some of the more wilder cousins  along with my sister daringly jumped into the nearby lake, clothes and all!  One dear cousin didn’t want me or my other sister to feel left out so she  sneaked up from behind and gave each of us a great bear hug so that we too were sopping wet and felt beary loved. How appropriate since we were staying at the Three Bears Resort. Although, I have returned home, others are still traveling and i wish them all well in their journeys.

Anyway, after spending hours on the road, I was very thankful to safely reach home. I was also very tired from the events of the last three days and needed to rest. During that brief time of rest and restoration, I focused on God and how so good he is. I was reminded of how I needed to rely on his strength and not my own.  I am often weak and my strength often fails me. I also need to listen when he seems to say, “it is time to rest.”  So today, Sunday, I am resting, focusing on God, and relying on his strength to restore me:

Isaiah 41:10 (Holy Bible Revised Standard Version):

“Fear not for I am with you, be not dismayed for I am your God: I will strengthen you, I will help you, I will uphold you with my victorious right hand.”

Sunday Drive Roundup July 20, 2014




Finding hope and inspiration in art, spiritual healing, and in a geocaching adventure

Ah, it is another Sunday!! Time to reflect on good, caring, and loving God is. It is time to notice the beautiful day he granted me and how he liked to clothe me in warm sunshine. I need to take time to be more thankful and keep that sense of thankfulness inside of my heart.  It is also time to look back and reflect on some neat and uplifting blogs, I have noticed this past week:


To begin with, I really enjoy beautiful artwork and I found this lovely post:

Maria Brinkley, artist:

Spiritual Healing

I found some wonderful insight and some timely scripture passages to restore me with hope after having a troubling day:


A Geocaching Adventure

I also found a blogger who went on some geocaching adventures. Geocaching is a relatively new sport that began in the United States and has spread worldwide. I find that geocaching can take me on beautiful hikes to places that I would have never known about. Enjoy this adventurous tale of a geocaching team making their 700th find:

Washknight – Geocaching Blind


Lost in the Woods Part 3

I have continued a fictional story about two brothers lost in the forest and trying to find their way home.  I had started  it in May and this is the third installment:


Lost in the Woods Part 3

Josh and his younger brother Timothy have been lost in the forest for days. Due to a flooded campsite and other mishaps, they have lost much of their camping gear and supplies. Now, each brother wears a backpack of dwindling supplies with attached bedrolls. They’ve been wandering through a thick forest trying to find their way back home. At a recent stop by a creek to fill their water canisters, Josh discovered a secret message hidden in a hollowed out tree. Now they have spotted a cabin in the distance situated by a tranquil lake of softly lapping in the gentle breeze.

As they walked along, Josh sniffed the air and studied the rippling lake. He also listened to an occasional meadowlark, a hoot owl, and the chirping chorus of nearby crickets, “Aside from the nature sounds it is quiet and peaceful here. I wouldn’t mind, having a home out here myself. You know, like a vacation house to visit on weekends and escape the busy life.”

Timothy smiled as he pushed his way through the tall grass, “I thought that was why you brought me camping; to get away from everyday life in the big city.”

“Well, it is partly true but I also wanted it to be a special trip for you.”

“I wish you would stop worrying about me so much. Just because I don’t run, play sports, or go camping like most other boys, doesn’t mean anything is wrong with me.”

“I never said anything was wrong in what you do. I just wanted you to get out more and expand your horizons. You spend far too much time hiding indoors especially in the summer.”

Timothy sighed and shifted his backpack as he plodded along, “Well, that’s how I like it. That’s how I feel safe.”

“Yes I know,” Josh frowned as he led the way through swishing blades of grass.

After traveling for some time in silence, they finally approached the lone cabin by the lake. Josh was first to reach the steps which ascended to a small porch in disrepair. Josh noted the peeled painting along the doorframe and the loose railing, “Be careful when you come up the steps. I don’t think anyone has been here for a while. It really looks run down.”

Timothy hurried up the steps to catch up, “Have you knocked or tried the door yet?”

“Not yet, but here we go,” Josh replied as he wrapped three times on the door. Both brothers waited and strained to hear an answer.

Timothy finally surmised, “I guess no one is home.”

“Or no one lives here anymore,’ returned Josh as he tried turning the knob and after he heard a click, the door opened, “That doorknob sticks, I almost didn’t get it open,”

They stepped inside and looked around the small, dark interior. Timothy felt along the wall, “I found a light switch.” In an instant, the tiny room was illuminated. Both boys glanced around surveying the walls, windows, and various items of furniture.

Josh gazed at the tidy coffee table in front of a deep green, three sectioned sofa which displayed some magazines, blank paper, and writing utensils.  On a nearby end table was a lamp and a photograph, “Well, my first observation here is that someone is using this place. That table is neatly arranged and not terribly dusty. Also whoever is frequenting here is obviously paying an electric bill.” He picked up the photograph studying it, “This photo is old though; just look at this man in uniform with a very happy young woman.”

Timothy peered closer to gaze at the fading picture, “The soldier looks very happy too. I bet they just got married.” He continued to stare at the photo, “You know, there is something familiar about that lady but I can’t put my finger on it.”

“Are you playing detective now?” Josh teased.

Timothy tossed his head of wavy light brown hair and shrugged his shoulders as he placed the photograph back on the end table, “Well, we do have a mystery to solve with that old note we found. I’m just considering possible clues. Why just look at this blank paper. It is not entirely blank. Along the top, it reads in navy blue calligraphy, ‘From the Desk of Mary Beth’.”

“I see,” Josh tried to hide his smile as removed his backpack setting it on the couch.

In the meantime, Timothy walked around and gazed at one of the shorter walls running perpendicular to the front porch, “Look there’s an old stone fireplace with kerosene lanterns on each side of the mantle. If it gets too cold we could build a fire there and roast marshmallows. We still have some of those; and graham crackers.”

“No,” replied the older brother with a stern look, “We don’t know the last time that fireplace was used. So we also don’t know the last time, it has been cleaned out. There could be a nest near the top of the chimney or too much soot built up along its inner walls. We’d be risking a fire if we try to use the fireplace.”

“Then how will we cook supper?”

“Same as we’ve been doing. We dig a pit and build a campfire outside,” answered Josh as he opened a nearby door. He looked in and then turned to look at Timothy with a smile, “I guess we don’t have to build a campfire tonight.”

Timothy looked puzzled, “Why not?”

“I just found a kitchen complete with a modern humming refrigerator and matching stove. Yep, someone is definitely using this place.”

Timothy now curious followed his brother through the doorway, further in the kitchen; they opened the refrigerator and some of the cupboards. Timothy also looked in the freezer compartment of the refrigerator, “Hey, there’s pizza here. Perhaps we could have that tonight? I’m really tired of beans and hotdogs. But what if the owner shows up?”

Josh shrugged, “We’ll apologize for trespassing and using their supplies then explain our predicament. Hopefully, the owner will be kind enough to help us. I will also offer to repay them for any supplies we use up.”

“I am really getting hungry again.”

“I know, I know. Okay, I will put some supper together. It shouldn’t take long. While I’m heating the pizza and open some canned peaches, why don’t you see if there are any beverages, plates, and glasses?”


After supper, while Josh washed dishes and tidied the kitchen, Timothy went searching through the rest of the cabin as he had noted more doorways to explore. While wiping the table, Josh suddenly heard his little brother cry out, “Oh, you won’t believe what I found.”

Worried that something could be wrong, he hurriedly followed Timothy’s voice back through the living room area and through another doorway leading into a small and tidy bedroom. He looked in dismay and disbelief, “Oh no.”

“Oh yes,” Timothy’s bright eyes lit up like sparkling stars in the deep night sky. “Look at this wall just full of books from the floor to the ceiling. And some of them are mystery books just like the ones I have at home. Look what I found so far: Tommy Brighton and the Haunted Lighthouse Mystery written by M.B. Peters, Tommy Brighton and the Missing Cowboy Mystery, Tommy Brighton and the Midnight Cave Mystery, and there’s more. I want to sleep in here tonight.”

“Yeah and stay up all night reading.”

“There’s nothing wrong with reading.”

Josh sank on the quilted bed and sighed, “No there isn’t but you read all the time. You hide in your room and read to the point of ignoring everyone around you. I brought you on this camping trip to get you away from your books. You are not living your own life and you’re not living in this world; instead, you are living your life through your favorite characters and the world they live in.”

“No I’m not.”

“Yes you are and I can prove it. Which of those books have you already read?”

Timothy picked one book off the shelf, “This one, Tommy Brighton and the Haunted Lighthouse Mystery.”

“Okay then, tell me about it.”

With book in hand, Timothy sat beside his brother, “well, it starts with this boy about the same age as me going on a family camping trip and he invites his best friend, Harry, to come with. They go hiking and exploring along different trails through the dark forest. In the meantime, there are old stories floating around about a lighthouse nearby being haunted. A strange accident happened there long ago and someone who used to live in the old lighthouse died. People who’ve walked near it insist they’ve seen lights turn on, including the huge warning beacon on top. And some have heard voices and strange music coming from it. No one is brave enough to ever enter.” Timothy paused to take a deep breath.

“Oh, sounds very interesting. I take it, your hero Tommy and his pal find this mysterious lighthouse?”

Timothy became deflated but in his excitement to share the familiar story, he was determined to continue, “Well, yes because one day they explored a different trail that wound around the forest along a rocky seashore and up a steep hill. And there on that hill was an old lighthouse completely empty of life. Or so that is what everyone thought.” He finished in a hushed, suspenseful tone.

Looking like a student sitting in a classroom, Josh raised one hand, “Okay, you can stop right there. Now, I have a few questions. First, you are very animated and seem to enjoy telling me this story. And you know the story very well. So, I take it that you really like this story, right?”

At this inquiry, Timothy sounded exasperated, “Yes, I think I already told you that.”

“Okay, then why do you like this story so well?”

Taking another quick breath, he answered, “Because it is about these two friends going on an adventure together. Whenever I read one of these stories, I feel like they are my friends and I am going on the adventure with them. And I like to try to solve the mystery before they do.”

“So, you would rather read and go on an adventure in a book, than get together with a friend of your own and embark on your own journey of discovery.”

As if struck by his brother’s words, Timothy became silent but after a few moments he finally answered, “I don’t have any friends. Not in this new school. I don’t know my way around this new town. Before I knew where the parks, the library, and the zoo were located. I knew how to get around. I wish we had never moved. I miss the old house and the friends I used to have; everything is different. And it doesn’t help that you’re gone most of the time attending college.”

“I’m sorry this move has been hard on you. Mom and dad are sorry too. They are very worried about you especially as you keep hiding in your bedroom. That’s why they let me bring you on this little camping trip which has turned into one mishap after another.”

“Well, right now I just feel safe in my room. And don’t please don’t feel bad about this trip. For the first time, I feel like I am living my own adventure.”

“Why haven’t you made any friends in the new school?”

Timothy groaned with impatience, “We moved into the new house at the end of April. I was only in the new school for one month before it closed for the summer. It takes me a long time to make new friends. I’m not an instantly popular classmate. I’m too quiet for that.”

“In another words, the timing of this move couldn’t have been worse for you,” Josh observed and after a pause, “Well, give me some time to think about this. I have an idea but don’t know if it is going to work out yet.”

Timothy looked at his elder brother intently studying his face, “What is your idea?”

Josh winked with a sly smile, “That is my secret. You will just have to wait. In the meantime, we’ll spend the night here and then decide in the morning on our next plan of action.”

“Then I can have the bedroom?”

With a deep sigh, Josh agreed, “Oh, alright. I will sleep on the couch near the front door and keep a lookout in case the owner of this cabin returns.”



Friday Verse Journal Colossians 3:12-14



Though, I may fail many times and sometimes even many times in one day, I am trying to become and to be the way God wants me to me. Through Jesus help, guidance, and his love, I am also trying to be kind, loving, and compassionate. With that in mind, I’ve found this passage I wanted to share today. May this also encourage you to be the person God wants you to be.

Colossians 3;12-14 (Holy Bible English Standard Version):

“Put on then as God’s chosen ones, holy and beloved, compassionate hearts, kindness, humility, meekness, and patience. bearing with one another and, if one has a complaint against another, forgiving each other as the Lord has forgiven you. so you also must forgive. And above all these put on love which binds everything together in perfect harmony.”

Sunday Drive Round Up July 13, 2014




I am AGAIN a day late but determined to write a post and share some neat things I found in the blogosphere:

These past several days, I found inspiration, hope, and a bit of laughter in poetry, the value of reading, scripture, and a dog named Sugar.

I found a really neat poem, Gifts of Birds, shared by Source of Inspiration:

I also found a very interesting and informative article about the value of reading shared by New3Creation Writing:

I then discovered a beautiful and comforting scripture passage shared by Looking4GodToday:

And finally I found one more very cute article about a dog named Sugar which made me smile shared by Conversations around the Tree:


I am hoping that you also find something here to lift up today!

Guest Writer Kathy B July 13, 2014



Kathy B, guest writer on my blog had a few thoughts to share.  She seemed to have a heavy heart when she received some very sad and some very shocking news today. Even though she is hurting, she still desires to lift up others from their sadness. She has started to make regular visits to a nursing home for the purpose of encouraging others. She can always tell when someone is extra sad. She tells me, “I like to make others smile.” And today while going to church, she was focused on God’s grace and his forgiveness which led her to a certain passage in scripture.  Here is Kathy in  own words:

Being Compassionate Everyday

Thank you for your grace and restoration that you give us everyday,

Even though we clearly fall short and don’t deserve it.

We are so wrapped up in ourselves that we fail to think or care for others,

because our past hurts cut us to the core of our being,

Help us to be like You, loving and compassionate.

Psalm 62  (Holy Bible New International Version)

Truly my soul finds rest in God;
my salvation comes from him.
Truly he is my rock and my salvation;
he is my fortress, I will never be shaken.

How long will you assault me?
Would all of you throw me down—
this leaning wall, this tottering fence?
Surely they intend to topple me
from my lofty place;
they take delight in lies.
With their mouths they bless,
but in their hearts they curse.[b]

Yes, my soul, find rest in God;
my hope comes from him.
Truly he is my rock and my salvation;
he is my fortress, I will not be shaken.
My salvation and my honor depend on God[c];
he is my mighty rock, my refuge.
Trust in him at all times, you people;
pour out your hearts to him,
for God is our refuge.

Surely the lowborn are but a breath,
the highborn are but a lie.
If weighed on a balance, they are nothing;
together they are only a breath.
10 Do not trust in extortion
or put vain hope in stolen goods;
though your riches increase,
do not set your heart on them.

11 One thing God has spoken,
two things I have heard:
“Power belongs to you, God,
12     and with you, Lord, is unfailing love”;
and, “You reward everyone
according to what they have done.”


Friday Verse Journal James 1:22-24



First a quick review on a scripture verse which I have already shared:

Proverbs 15:1 (Holy Bible New International Version):

“A gentle answer turns away anger but a harsh word stirs up wrath.”

In my self-indulgent foolishness last week, I had completely forgotten this little gem of a verse and allowed myself to become so angry to the point of being very harsh. I did not realize my own harshness until sometime later. But it was too late, my very strong words came out and no doubt.stirred up anger in others!! I was so shocked and dismayed at myself when I realized it. Talk about really messing up!! I did what I could to retract those terrible words and set things right. So as I pondered this  for days and asked God  for his forgiveness and to help me to not behave that way again, I was then reminded of this little jewel of wisdom which God meant for me to plant and keep in my mind and heart. How could I so soon forget what he was teaching me?

Well, then praying and pondering over my own forgetfulness, I was led to another verse which showed I needed to do better at committing these verses to my memory and my heart by living them out in my life:

James 1:22-24 (Holy Bible New International Version):

“Do not merely listen to the word and so deceive yourselves. Do what it says. Anyone who listens to the word but does not do what it says is like someone who looks at his face in a mirror and after looking at himself, goes away and immediately forgets what he looks like.” 

And that is exactly what I did, I read God’s word, walked away and completely forgot what he just said. By his grace and with his help, I will commit myself to remembering what he has already taught me.


Keep on Believing


I awoke this morning filled with many worries and wishing all my troubles away.

I prayed to my Lord but didn’t really believe he would answer me today.

It was a long day ahead of me and I rolled out of bed so very reluctantly.

I ate a little breakfast and turned on some news.

Although storms and wind are predicted, the sky is a brilliant blue!

It was a sign of hope that God had left for me

if only I’d stop doubting and just believe.

I made my way to work helping people throughout the day

While all the time worrying and wishing my own troubles away.

I longingly check my mailbox at my work office

Hoping for some correspondence to ease my troubles a bit

But nothing is there so I continue the day with worries to bear

I help a few more people trying to ease their worries and woes

Get one problem solved, but a few more to go!

My day is almost complete, have just one more person to meet.

She has a complex dilemma and so we devise a plausible plan

To satisfy her worries and restore hopefulness once again.

Back to the office I go still troubling over my own woes

I check my mailbox one more time searching hard to see

Lo, a yellow piece of mail; ah, I then knew the Lord had answered me.

Why do I continue to worry so much; why do I not fully believe?

For the Lord is always listening and quietly watching over me.

And I’m reminded that he gives me plenty of reasons

To not doubt him but just keep on believing.