Tag Archives: verses
July Twenty-first Even When I Stumble, Even When The World Seems Dark, All is Well, With my Soul
With each sunrise, comes new opportunities. I was upset with myself yesterday over my actions. I did however own up to how I know that even though disappointment is nothing to be ashamed of, it is how we take those … Continue reading
July Nineteenth; Is It Good-bye or See You Later?
Is it really good-bye, when someone passes from this life? Or is it, see you later? Beliefs are as varied and different as the individual. According to what they have been taught, what they have come to believe in and … Continue reading
June Sixteenth; Source of Calm
At the moment, things are calm. Bella is stretched out on the floor inside and Molly is outside guarding the perimeter of her domain. At times barking, or grumbling like a discontent geriatric when the neighbor’s kids come out to … Continue reading
June Eighth; How Worry Can Be Doubt Defeated
In a moment of honesty last night, I shared my worries over my son. https://rebeccasrevels.wordpress.com/2021/06/07/day158-footnotes-of-one-long-week-moms-never-stop-being-mom/ Is it a natural thing to worry? Yes. Should a Christian worry? No. Do we? Obviously the answer to that is yes. Worry and anxiety … Continue reading
March fifth; Thoughts on Cleaning and Being Cleansed
Part of me is thinking I will be glad when my son gets his car fully repaired as I can then go back to enjoying the peace of my mornings and dragging my feet on moving into the day. Granted … Continue reading
January Twenty-seventh; Footnotes of the saddened / gladdened heart
I’m sitting here, thinking about my dad, concerned about how he must be feeling. Having his only sister called home, even though we knew it was coming, hurts. Looking down toward their house, all the lights are off so … Continue reading
Seeking that Mountain Top
This, from my blog this morning, is wrong: “Today should have been mine and my husband’s thirty-sixth wedding anniversary. It isn’t though because he died almost four years ago. The journey since that time, has not been easy. I have … Continue reading
Night Time is the Right Time for Over Thinking and Over Worrying
If my mother taught me anything, she taught me how to worry, and over think too much. My son has made the comment that I have since over come the master. And no, you’re right, he didn’t mean it … Continue reading
October Twenty-ninth; Zeta’s remains, wind and raining down everything from water to trees
I heard it the moment I awoke. That undeniable sound of rain. A sound that would have been comforting and lulled me back to sleep but for one thing. The wind. I could hear the sound that haunts me in … Continue reading
Words from The Dirt Road 