Five Minute Friday: Glue: Sometimes there is no glue.

Sometimes there just. is. no. glue.  Mothers weeping for their children...sorrows like sea billows roll in Korea...parents who sent their beloved ones on field trips by busses and boats, never again to see them alive.  On this Good Friday, they weep and wail, and I weep with them...parents in my town who lost their daughter and son, same age as my own...earthquakes, disease.  Sometimes there just is no glue.  But there are wings of angels.  In my deepest darkest night of the soul some years ago when told I was going to die and leave my young children behind, when my body hurt so badly and was too weak to fulfill any bucket list, I saw the white feathers around me.  I knew for weeks on end that I was being held because I could see the tips of the wings...no faces...but I knew. There is no glue to heal a heart that is ripped apart by such agonizing loss, but I pray today that those people in the news, not just faces, but human grieving souls will see the wings of God's angels sent to carry them through.
May it be so, we pray.

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Day 11 of Wild and Precious Life/ Ordinary!!!

So I missed a week of the 31 days, and yet I am summoning the courage to appear again, despite my forgetfulness/not fulfilling the goal, etc... Why?  Because despite falling down in the race, I want to finish.  I think this is our ordinary human life.  We fall down on our goals.  And then this prompt came from 5 Minute Friday, and it was perfect for today.  ORDINARY

And the first thing that comes to my mind is Romans 12:1 in the Message Bible:

 "So here's what I want you to do, God helping you:  Take you everyday, ordinary life---your sleeping, eating going-to-work, and walking-around life---and place it before God as an offering"

How do "ordinary" and  "wild and precious" come together?  And I think that that is the whole point!  When I see that the eggs I fried for breakfast are God providing for this precious child,  the figs I picked off the tree are God's beautiful art in my back yard, the cutting and sewing and emails I do today as God's grace to help us through my husband's unemployment, not JUST a mundane list of tasks to be accomplished....Then I know how precious I am.  And as I sew Little Red Riding Hood outfits today, I will think on that and on the precious little girls who will wear them and pretend and be delighted. 

5 minutes is up!!!

Have a day of beauty and knowing you are precious, always!!