an offering by Rebecca Blackwell
It’s not so much fun to go to the mailbox these days. Ads, bills and other nonsense; nothing to nourish the soul or nurture relationships.
They have treated the wound of my people carelessly,
saying, ‘Peace, peace’,
when there is no peace.
Went to the Christmas Party at Emeritus at Woodstock tonight and saw this decoration there. Can’t decide if it’s cute or creepy. (And I can’t seem to even think of an appropriate scripture, so you’ll just have to take it “au naturale”.)
Happy are your people! Happy are these your servants, who continually attend you and hear your wisdom!
I was going to go with the Baby Jesus for this, but today, I’m feeling especially grateful for the gift of my husband, Wayne and for the gift that he was given at his Memory Care Facility this past weekend… they asked him to play Santa, and he had a blast. He also brought smiles to many faces. In God’s economy, gifts multiply!
moreover, it is God’s gift that all should eat and drink and take pleasure in all their toil.
If you then, who are evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your Father in heaven give good things to those who ask him!
Behind every handmade item, there is a lot of mess that looks like nothing.
Genesis 1:1 First this: God created the Heavens and Earth – all you see, all you don’t see. 2 Earth was a soup of nothingness, a bottomless emptiness, an inky blackness (The Message)
Thoughts & Images from the Heart 