Let’s Go for a Drive I can still remember the smell of that new car. It was a Friday afternoon when our dad pulled into our driveway, surprising us with a shiny new car: a 1956 Holiday Oldsmobile. Long and sleek. White leather seats. Tapered fins. Standard white-wall tires. We were excited, but dinnertime was…

In life, it’s not where you go, it’s who you travel with. — Charles M. Schulz My eight-year-old grandson asked me a question, punctuated by his best grown-up voice, “Will you go with me on my school class trip to the Museum of Natural Sciences? Life: Packed with Punctuation Parents are the ‘to-dos and not-to…

When asked why, unlike other trees, the palm sways so, bowing ever so low, while softly murmuring, the gentle palm tree answered, “There is a heart right now praying for healing. My branches lay down low, welcoming Him in, and my branches sing choruses of alleluias.” —-G. Hill Palms of Sundays And a very great…

Lean in close, where quiet wonderment hovers. Life’s signature, His hand discovered. —G. Hill Never lose an opportunity of seeing anything beautiful, For beauty is God’s handwriting. —–Ralph Waldo Emerson Wonderment and beauty surround us, Every day, everywhere, every minute We can find it, Lean in, don’t miss it. —–G. Hill To Celebrate Today, See…

Note: While on vacation this week, I will be revisiting some older posts. I find I need to revisit this one as often as I can . . . The gem of my heart, after friction, can shine again and again. —–G. Hill A true relationship is two imperfect and contrasting people refusing to give…

God is right with us and in us, out of us and all through us, but we have to go on journeys to find him. ——Thomas Merton April is the month of homing. Following the sun, birds return to familiar places, there to search for twigs, grasses or feathers to build their nests. Migratory birds…

April hath put a spirit of youth in everything. — William Shakespeare April’s Flower, the Daisy, our Day’s Eye With eyes that never blink, And time to savor and think While tickling my toes. I wonder what it knows. ——G. Hill I yearn to know So, I lean in low. And to my delight and…

In a world of noise, confusion and conflict, it is necessary to find places of silence, beauty and peace. ——Thomas Merton Earth tones blend In gauzy umber. Seeping quietly, Soft and tender. ——G. Hill Reaching a tipping point, earth’s palette spills and runs together, blurring the hardest of lines. Bathed in its opalescence, I fold…

Note: Building on yesterday’s post, Appointed Time, Already in Motion, I cannot miss the opportunity to revisit this theme. Each spring we fall in love with the smiley faces of tulips, daffodils and jonquils. Fields of these yellow and white starbursts dance in the breeze, dazzling the world. Bunches of yellow daffodils cheer up my…

Sometimes I feel as tightly wound as this rose bud. I feel stuck between “what is” and the “what may be” of this world, longing for peace. ——G. Hill With so much promise in the burgeoning bud, I look for its bloom. Morning after morning, day after day, there is little change, no hint of…