Hamburger Gravy and Cottage Cheese

>> Friday, October 28, 2016

I sat in my chair, my Bible on the desk in front of me, spending time with God. As I read, I wondered if one of my older Bibles had some of my notes in the margin to help me understand this specific verse. When I reached for the Bible on the shelf above the desk, it slipped in my hand and I almost dropped it. Pages fluttered and a piece of paper fell out.

Instantly I recognized the handwriting. Tentatively I picked up the note—my breath on pause. Before I could read two words, tears streamed down my face.

Thank you for loving me in so many practile ways
    like hamburger gravy and cottage cheese
                        Flesh

I experienced a meltdown.

Sometimes I go for days without the intense sense of missing my beloved. At other times, it seems I just can’t shake off the longing to see him again, touch his hand, and hear his voice—to connect.

God knew what I needed, so He provided it. Here it was, in John’s handwriting, his expression of love for me. In those moments I felt so close to him, like he was right there in the room with me.

Who knew when he had placed that note in my Bible?

In this day of high tech, I fear we are losing the connection of the handwritten word. We can quickly send a text and then move on to the next thing in our busy day. What if we took the time to send an actual card, write a note or even a letter? We cannot be THAT busy, to let those cherished connections fall by the wayside.

Somebody out there somewhere needs to read words composed by you—connecting. Words they can hold in their hands—stick in the corner of the mirror to read and re-read—to place in the pages of a book as a keepsake.



Jonathan said, “Go in peace! The two of us have vowed friendship in God’s name, saying, ‘God will be the bond between me and you, and between my children and your children forever!’” 1 Samuel 20:42 (MSG)

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Apples of Gold

>> Tuesday, October 25, 2016

November 9, 2010 I posted my first blog – My First Baby Step. 

Here we go! This is a new adventure for me … one I’ve looked forward to for a few years. My hope is that as you read the words I post, you will take the time to pause and let the meaning sink in. If just one person leaves this website with a little different understanding about their life … with just a little bit more hope … a clearer direction, then my dream will have come true.

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Soon it will be six years since I wrote those words.

In 2010 I had no idea of the journey that lay before me. As my husband’s illness progressed, my postings became sporadic. But I wanted to include you in my life, warts and all, so I shared my thoughts and emotions about death and dying, grief and grieving. Tomorrow it will be one year and five months since his passing.

And my desire to write is returning.

May my words be pleasant to read and perhaps touch your soul. We are all in this life together. I pray what I post on my blog will be a “word fitly spoken”, the right thing said at the right time in the right place to the right person in the right way and for the right purpose.


“Like apples of gold in settings of silver is a word spoken at the right time.” Proverbs 25:11 (AMP)

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