Good morning... "Praying for you and Steve," she texted prayers for my husband and me. "So much grief and sadness in our community and in our world. The Lovett School has been hit hard with death in just a few weeks and I am so sorry for the loss of your friend." "Our daughter is at UNC," she [...]
Good morning... We cannot fix, avoid or deny the pain of people in our community, but God can draw us near. We cannot say, do or express the perfect thing at the just right moment, but God can love through us. We cannot stop grief, tragedy or excruciating loss, but God can hold in our heart those stuck [...]
Good morning... First thing this morning, I am drawn to a poem written on September 11th, 2021. The words help to integrate all of the sights and the sounds, the images and the memories burned into our collective conscience since that terrible Tuesday twenty years ago. ****** When the towers fell by Steve Garnaas-Holmes, www.unfoldinglight.net When the towers [...]
Good morning... As summer slowly turns toward fall this sacred Sabbath morn, please savor with me a 360-degree look at the powerful shades of God. The God of gods, the mighty Lord himself, has spoken! He shouts out over all the people of the earth in every brilliant sunrise and every beautiful sunset, saying, “Listen to me!” (Psalm 50:1, TPT). ...Sue... [...]
Good morning... "Sue," she texted yesterday, "we are also at the beach on St. George island. This morning we watched the sun rise in the east and to the west we saw dark threatening clouds moving across our beautiful island. But looking up between the light and the darkness was a full rainbow celebrating God's promise of his [...]
Good morning... At the beginning of this stormy week, I watched the sun rise. On my way back from the beach, I happened upon a slender, cream colored cat. Completely ignoring the warm sun at her back, this elegant little creature was caught gobbling down garbage. The image reminds me of an email I recently received [...]
Good morning... In the morning from Vinings, Georgia, our twenty-two year old daughter captured this photo of the rising sun. In the evening from Minnesota, I received this text and photo from my nineteen year old friend, Joanna. "Hi Sue!" she wrote. "Thinking of you and just letting you know I'm doing well! Here's a picture from where [...]
Good morning... At my request, our twenty-two year old daughter sent me this photo snapped on her morning run. She has graduated from college, has landed her first temporary job, and is now settling in at home for a season of saving up for the future which lies ahead of her. "I am discovering that I like running [...]
Good morning... To the beaming light of a big full moon, we left rural Pennsylvania at 3:34 am. Sipping on freshly brewed coffee. Debriefing from our visit with extended family. Listening to all of the episodes in a podcast called "Who Killed Mars Hill?" Stopping twice for gas, potty and food, we pulled into our Atlanta driveway at [...]
Good morning... As the first one awake, I wait for the freshly ground coffee to drip through the pot. The pastel sky peeks through the window, reflects off the borrowed black table, and invites me outside. Sipping with the rising sun, my lips and my eyes are filled with delight. [...]
