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Friday Musings

This morning I had the pleasure of enjoying time with two friends. Time spent in conversation and accountability is treasured and always in season. As I finish up a silent part of the morning cleaning, some thoughts come to mind worth sharing.

The old Hymn My Hope is Build on Nothing Less has a line that hit the right place today:
When all around my soul gives way, 
He then is all my hope and stay.
This has meaning for where I find myself at the moment. Rather than sharing that, consider what it means for you today.

Another thought: 
God is most glorified in us when we are most satisfied in Him.
Are you really and truly satisfied? Because find myself doing an awful lot to diminish His glory.

Last week I helped with VBS. It was a new experience and I enjoyed getting to know the whole two kids we had in our group. Also, however, that week I learned the timeless value in Bible stories and parables. It isn't just a story to read and know. But when we truly pick them apart, there is so much in…


Good morning.

Why might one sit in bed, eat cheerios and read on a morning like this? Well, if you had just cleaned up a dogs mess for the third morning in a row, you might feel like doing the same.

Hello, my name is Jess and I'm a recovering dog sitter.

 I guess recovering isn't the best word either. Struggling, does that work? No I need a word that means thought-I-could-handle-animals-but-not-sure-I'll-make-it-three-more-weeks-without-losing-some-hair-and-perhaps-a-limb-or-even-some-brain-functioning-from-the-daily-use-of-bleach-to-clean-the-Mississippi-river-that-awaits-me-each-morning. Oh and I forgot the Lincoln log droppings that float down the river.

I guess I shouldn't complain. It is a job, and minus the clean-up, it's fairly easy.

So what's the big deal? Well, the thought came to me this morning that maybe if I didn't clean up the mess, little Millie would be ashamed and HAVE to go outside. But I couldn't stand the thought of leaving that ther…


Oh, the depth of the riches of the wisdom and knowledge of God! 
How unsearchable his judgments,
and his paths beyond tracing out! -Romans 11:33

I don't have all the answers. In this life I never will. But tonight, I want to thank and credit God for this desire to know more. He continues to send fields of questions, and in the same way he feeds the birds of the sky and brings the rains that are needed at just the right time, He delivers showers of answers. 

But these are not flash-flood-Texas-storm type of answers. The kind that never rejuvenate the ground, no matter how hard it rains. These are the gentle rains of a Wisconsin morning; the rains that softly seep through the ground and in time makes the crisping grass like new. 

Tonight someone said in very plain terms words that summed up months of thoughts, "It will never be enough. I will never be enough or do enough. But thank God for grace. Thank God for His love".

This isn't an excuse to hide behind, to stop searching…


Why can't I think of anything to write?! Surely in the last month, with the end of the semester, my sister's graduation, my time in Ukraine, taking part in one of America's blessings: voting....goodness. Something should lead to inspiration. Well, I guess we'll just have to wait. Happy June!