Spearmint in an icy bed,

juniper, don’t hang your head –

snows will come, and then be gone,

keep your chin up,

carry on!

Clear This Path

Life can be – messy.



The path we tread

is often concealed by debris

left behind from the Fall.

It’s so easy to lose our way

when we are afraid to wade in,

engage with the  mayhem,

combat the clutter,

step on things that crunch

or go bump in the night.


if you hold my hand,

and I pin my heart to my sleeve,

we just might

muddle our way through.

Turn the tables on turmoil.

Clear this path.


Ray of Sunshine

Hers is a role undefined –

‘ray of sunshine’ comes at a price.

But to those chained

and labouring at Herculean efforts,

her encouraging grins

and words of cheer

bring comfort that soothes and revives.

Under her unwitting tutelage, many others

will take up her daily mantle

and shine…

These Feet Were Made for Walking

Feet are absolutely amazing.

Think about it – we use them all the time, and only think of them when they get sore!

They help us keep our balance.  They keep us grounded.  They dance, run, skip, gambol, trot, kick, leap, hop, and sway.

But the really beautiful thing?

They move us forward, one step at a time.

Sometimes recovery can feel like we’ve lost our feet.  Like we’ve been reduced to crawling on our hands and knees, searching our back-trail for traces of  the answers that we crave.  Like we’ve lost the energy or will or desire to limp, let alone dance.  Like we’ve been thrust into a dastardly pit that sucks us into its despair – that terrifying place where our feet thrash and struggle to find a foothold.

“He lifted me out of the pit of despair; out of the mud and the mire.  He set my feet on solid ground and steadied me as I walked along.  Many will see what He has done and be amazed.  They will put their trust in the Lord.” Psalm 40:2-3 NLT

Walking out of the miry pit – that only happens in God’s strength, with His timing, and His direction.  What a distinctive honour, a public triumph, a declaration of a powerful and deliciously compassionate God to the world that He is well able to care for His own!

Your feet are beautiful indeed.   These lowly appendages will help you to take one step at a time, until you slowly but surely are once again standing on solid ground – and those who see it will be blessed by the miracle!

And you know what?  The lingering traces of the quagmire you just walked through will give them a decidedly gorgeous glow.

In the meantime?

These feet were made for walking.






Life is Beautiful…

It’s been a tough year.

I’ve had my hands tied behind my back, and been forced to learn things I wish I never had to know about.  Things I would like to relegate to the dream-world, where nightmares creep.

But when I look up, and notice that I am breathing, and take in the sun and rain and breeze, and see spring finally on its way,   I remember that this is enough.


And that, after all, is beautiful.



Beautifully Painted Faces.......

baby faces .....

Faces of Peru

In all the vastness of the billions of people on this orb we call home, in every expression, in every heart, there is a spark of the creative genius that drove God to replicate lesser images of Himself…In this, there is beauty.   How is life beautiful to you?