Wide Open Spaces

There is just something about them.

Those areas where you can actually see the horizon stretching out in front of you. 
Where the dark vault of the heavens stretches into space.
Where  the sun pauses before it gets tucked under the blanket of the starry night sky.  
Where you can almost see the edge of your existence. 

Insufficient gratitude

As we approach Good Friday, humility overwhelms when I think about the awful torture, pain, suffering and death that Jesus took upon Himself, willingly, that we, I might have the opportunity to share in a banquet with Him, the Father and Holy Spirit.

We know that this doesn't end on Friday.

Sunday waits just beyond, with the promise and hope of a future - an eternal future - so bright and full of joy, we cannot imagine! So it is with insufficient gratitude that I offer a quiet prayer of thanksgiving, knowing that He hears me, and knows me, and still loves me in spite of who I am, or what I have done or will do...

The Beginning. . .

The beginning of anything can be intimidating. Trying to write that first word, think that first thought, paint that first brushstroke. What if it isn't the right word? What if the thought makes no sense? What if that brush goes in a direction different than I wanted it?

Creativity is intimidating. There are so many creative people, and what if my projects and ideas don't measure up?

As I carry on this journey, I want to try to honor my Creator by using the talents He has given me. I don't want to get caught up in comparisons and self-inflicted criticism. I want to enjoy this journey, taking in all the beauty around me and finding the beauty within.