My Storms

I recently had a little pity party.  Okay – those who are privy to my requests for prayer, know differently; I believe they would say – Pat, it was really a big pity party.  It is just that you were in the middle of the storm and could not see it.

A list of storms were shared as my husband and I struggled through the waves that kept pounding us.  One challenge, after another, seemed bent on drowning us.  We were overwhelmed for days.  Then, news came of friends dealing with their own ‘storms’ and it struck me that even though our challenges are pretty immense, they were nothing compared to the dire straits of others.  I chose to be content with our battles, not wanting to even contemplate those I had no inside knowledge of and how they were affecting the lives of those involved.  

My Husband and I, are still in the midst of our storms, but we have prayerfully given everything to God because in our smallness, we are not equipped to ride the storms of life alone.  True to His Word – we have been led into a place of quiet.  We are content to accept God’s resolve and timing for whatever comes next.

Psalm 107:27-30 gives a clear message to all who experience the storms of life (and who doesn’t?) – they reel to and fro, and stagger like a drunken man and are at their wits’ end.  Then they cry out to the Lord in their trouble, and He brings them out of their distresses.  He calms the storm, so that its waves are still.  Then they are glad because they are quiet; so He guides them to their desired haven.  (NKJV)

‘Better to go through the storm with Christ than to have smooth sailing without Him.  ( – daily bread today)



Grace – Grace – Grace, needed

Have you ever responded to a message too quickly?  Have you then regretted your response?

I have to fess up to doing just that, recently.  I will typically think before I speak, but I let other circumstances dictate my behavior and I was just plain rude, to someone I love dearly.

I am feeling huge guilt, and this morning I read a blog from and the first words I see are “Lead with your ears, follow up with your tongue”.  Too bad I hadn’t seen that advice before I gave such a cursory reply to my friend.

James 1:19 is where we can find this advice can be found.  Do you need a little grace too?  Take a look at this passage and let God’s words soften your heart too.


Overwhelming Disaster

My heart goes out to the people of Moore, Oklahoma, as they deal with the overwhelming devastation caused by the recent massive tornado.

There are no words to describe how they must be feeling.

Families have lost loved ones. The entire community has lost multiple structures, homes; hospitals, schools and more.

Let us be very thankful for all that we have. There is no way of knowing when it might be taken away. It is often in an instant, leaving survivors bewildered as they deal with the massive shock of loss.

No matter what we have; how little or how much – imagine if it was taken from you, right now, how would you feel?

Just a thought.


It seems that over the last few weeks, my husband and I, have had our share of challenges.

Car brakes needed replacing – front and rear.
Work hours reduced.
A broken tooth (mine) had to be rebuilt.
A telephone bill came in at double the amount expected – due to the company’s error – these plus many more, but I won’t bore you with them.

But I will, however, add one recent trial – we have critters in our crawl space. We’re not sure what we only know that something is tearing and scratching and gnawing.

My husband tried to establish the identity yesterday but saw nothing. We knew, however, it or they were there, because we’d heard them. There is quite a bit of damage done to board and insulation and goodness knows, what else, that we can’t see.

So, in addition to the patio and front deck and interior work that we deal with occasionally, we now have to attempt to evict our new guest. Sigh!

One more mountain to climb – and we’re okay with that – it keeps our gray cells active and our bodies too – except I don’t think our bodies always understand that is expected.

The one thought that overrides all these irritations is that we are at least blessed with living in a safe environment. We have a home, when many do not. And so, I’ll quit my meandering and just be thankful that our challenges can be overcome, with a little sacrifice and effort. Many people in this troubled world are not as fortunate.

Have a great day and be thankful for all that you have.
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Just a Thought

Just a thought.

I was thinking, that with all the rules and regulations regarding recycling that we have to comply with now, wouldn’t it be more logical for the government to approach the manufacturers of unacceptable containers and packaging, and make them use more acceptable methods?

If they did not produce hazardous or non-compostable packaging, then we ordinary folk would not have to wash our garbage, in order to prepare it for disposal or recycling.

It makes sense to me.

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