All tagged My View From the Chair

You Want Me to Do What? The Power of Molting!

Crashing waves from the Pacific call to me, beckoning me to come and play in it’s frothy waters. The beach has always been the place I run to. It’s the place I feel most at home. It’s the place where my heart is refreshed and my thoughts can slow down and be processed.

Strolling along, my fingers find comfort being woven in between his. The sound of his voice is lost somewhere between his lips and my ears. The roar of the waves caries his words off to a distant place. Rounding the corner, I feel like I’ve suddenly stepped into Auschwitz and there are no survivors.

Copy of Knees to the Earth; Hands to the Sky - Psalms 65:4

Stepping onto this stunning street with my “Camera Buddy” a sense of awe overtook me. My heart was soooo grateful that God, in His infinite wisdom thought up trees, leaves, seasons, and colors. I just couldn’t help myself. I needed to feel the crispy leaves; smell the scent of them; and experience them dancing around me on the wind that was swirling. I wanted to thank Him for making this street and the beauty that I was taking in. Finding myself on my knee

Knees to the Earth; Hands to the Sky - Psalms 65:4

Stepping onto this stunning street with my “Camera Buddy” a sense of awe overtook me. My heart was soooo grateful that God, in His infinite wisdom thought up trees, leaves, seasons, and colors. I just couldn’t help myself. I needed to feel the crispy leaves; smell the scent of them; and experience them dancing around me on the wind that was swirling. I wanted to thank Him for making this street and the beauty that I was taking in. Finding myself on my knee