Profile view of a woman standing in a field under a blue-and-gold sky, her head back, hands uplifted as if in grateful prayer

Celebrating God at his appointed times

  • Post category:Times and Seasons
  • Post last modified:October 7, 2025

Long ago, God designed three times of celebration, times when his people, still today, can say to the press and the stress of life: “You wait a minute, while I delight in the Lord.”

A slice of cinnamon raisin bread, broken into two pieces, and a cup of coffee with cream on a white tray

The flappable Deborah Bread

  • Post category:Living LifeMy Story
  • Post last modified:May 29, 2025

Something deep within me cries to be unflappable. But, as this incident from years ago reminds me, flapping can lead to laughing.

Beautiful blue rock dove

A validation blessing

  • Post category:Living Life
  • Post last modified:March 13, 2024

“O my dove, in the clefts of the rock, in the hiding places of the mountain crags, let me see your face, let me hear your voice; for your voice is sweet, and your face is lovely.” (Song 2:14 NET)

Back view of woman with brimmed straw hat, standing in field of tall grass, her arms outstretched at her side, her face toward the setting (or rising?) sun

Cries of the shunned

In the middle of that dark-valley time, I often found myself alone with God, crying aloud and writing passionately in my journal. During that time too, I came to identify with David, the shepherd-poet-warrior-king, in ways I had not before. For David was also ostracized by people he trusted. And he cried out in distress - and in faith.

Map of Europe that shows the western part of the Soviet Union and the places there where I went in 1991.

From the Black Sea to Red Square

Thirty years after I first heard this song - and visited these places - I'm listening again and crying and praying again for the peoples of Ukraine and Russia.