I have recently discovered that waiting is when the good, bad, and ugliness of my soul is uncovered and laid bare.
Life is a field with treasures that God has hidden, unique to each of us.
Carl was clearly upset. Even though he wanted the spot in front of the fire, he didn’t want his sister Bee to occupy his place on the sofa. She looked too comfortable and he didn’t like it. He should be occupying the space that she now claimed as her own. Carl is no stranger toContinue reading “The Promise of the Present”
Carl stayed put. He didn’t seem in the least bit interested in moving from his bed. He was cold and didn’t want to take a chance at losing the little warmth that his body had generated throughout the night. Little did he know that even though the heat wasn’t working, there was a little fireplaceContinue reading “Staying Put”
Carl spends most of his day in the waiting mode. He is either waiting for the delivery of food, human contact, or a good walk around the block. When he is in the act of waiting, it is clear that this is not what he wants to do. He demonstrates this by looking right atContinue reading “The Blessings of Waiting”