Dear Sr. Mary-Agnes,

Scattered within the many notes of my journals I have written unannotated words of various bloggers & authors reminding me frequently how…

“We desperately need each other.” 

“Jesus never intended for us to live the Christian life alone.”

“The Lord God said: It is not good for the man to be alone. I will make a helper suited to him.”

Genesis 2:18

Yet, so often I forget just how much I need others.

Certainly I know that we need to live our lives out with others & throughout Scripture God tells us to “lift one another up!”

And so, from the day we heard, we have not ceased to pray for you, asking that you may be filled with the knowledge of his will in all spiritual wisdom and understanding… “

Colossians 1:9

Indeed, “we need one another to get through this life.”

Most especially God tells us to pray for one another.

“that supplications, prayers, intercessions, and giving of thanks be made for all men, for kings and all who are in authority, that we may lead a quiet and peaceable life in all godliness and reverence.”

1 Timothy 2:1-2

Undeniably, He would not tell us to pray for one another if he didn’t intend to answer those prayers.

Continue reading “Dear Sr. Mary-Agnes,”

the list(s)

January has arrived!

And ushering in with it is not only another New Year

but the many, many, many, scribbled lists of promises made.

(Usually tied to a resolution for permanent change.)

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Photo by Glenn Carstens-Peters on Unsplash

I have been reading, all across the cyber-sphere, the many, many, many lists.

For change.

For improvement.

For enlightenment. Continue reading “the list(s)”

if you hear an onion ring, answer it!

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There’s a tidge of spring in the air.

And here in the Northeastern part of America we are holding a hopeful-breath that perhaps…

Punxsutawney Phil was WRONG!

(#gasp #poorphil)

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Punxsutawney Phil saw his shadow, officials said, prompting a declaration of six more weeks of winter. The groundhog is seen here at Gobbler’s Knob in Punxsutawney, Pa. Alex Wong/Getty Images

I am certain our local greenhouse departments are seeing a surge of individuals, strolling through the aisles with songs of ‘garden-planting’ dancing in their heads.  Of course, here along Lake Erie, no one dares to even consider planting any fragile plants into the earth until at the very earliest late May or early June. Continue reading “if you hear an onion ring, answer it!”