Wednesday, March 21, 2018

The Crushed Spirit He will save

Yesterday we read my favorite Gospel reading at Mass. The paralyzed man by the pool. Thirty eight years! Waiting for help for thirty eight years. It used to make me tear up when I was a little kid and I heard this reading. Especially when he says, "Sir, I have no one to put me into the pool when the water is stirred up; while I am on my way, someone else gets down there before me." I pictured a mad rush of self centered people jostling to get to the pool first. And this poor man being crushed in the fray. 

But two things stood out to me yesterday. Jesus knew he had been ill a long time, and He also knew the man's sufferings had been ignored by everyone else. His suffering was willfully invisible to everyone except Jesus. And cured he was. Just like that. Talk about a life lesson in not "putting your faith in man, but in God". 
Jesus's help is always like that. We have all experienced it at one time or another. Without fanfare, without rush, quietly, unobtrusively, not expecting return on His investment....."for Jesus had slipped away, since there was a crowd there." There is just so much peace with Jesus. Straightforward peace. He gives freely to the humbled soul. The long waiting soul. One on one in the secret of our heart and His. Privately. The soul "whose spirit is crushed, He will save." Blessed be God forever.

Sunday, March 18, 2018


There are perks to being semi-empty nesters.  Like discovering that Saturday evening all the kids are scattered here and there and you look at each other and say, "Let's go out!"  We are lucky to live in the heart of a city.  We just drive down a street named Grand Avenue and find a whole plethora of tasty decisions to make.  
Tonight we opted for a small but wonderful Turkish restaurant named Sheesh. 

It was filled with colorful lights, copper dishes, cushions, and the most amazing food.  Lamb mixed with pistachios, Baba Ganoush, Moussakah, the smell of mint, parsley, and light flatbread.  

The coffee at the end was a treat both in beautiful copper cups and sweet/strong thick goodness within.  

 If Empty nesting is inevitable, this is a great way to ease into it!!  


Saturday, March 17, 2018

Getting Ready for Spring

Had a wonderful morning walking the Botanical gardens and watching it get ready for spring.  Pruning, planting, digging.  Robins basking in the sun.  

Then I meandered into the Mediterranean House and dreamed of Italian Villas in the sun.  This particular house
is definitely my happy place.  

Tuesday, January 23, 2018

60 Degree Reprieve!

Ah, the 60 degree reprieve!! Winter weather on hold for a day. We took to the woods and found the beauty of a world at rest. January brings nothing new, nothing to awe, nothing to make a great splash of color. It just sits and rests awhile. There are a few reminders of summer hanging on the branches - but all is a beautiful brown that varies in the winter light. Some stout hearted moss still grows here and there because a little hope is always a good thing. But for the most part, rest. Just rest for the senses, the mind, the heart. January gets forgotten sometimes as a way to someplace else. But taken in itself, as it is, it is the month of rest. I felt it today and stayed awhile.