I’m standing on the grassy shore of watching boys grow into men, of casting nets in muddy water and wondering what they might reel in for the life God gave them. We celebrate the one I gave birth stand on the precipice of manhood, while another breathes his last.
And He hands each of us a pole and makes us masters of the hook. I’m wondering if my pole’s been laying in the rain of an abandoned boat one moment too long.
It’s been less than twenty four hours since the grey clouds moved in on our sunny day. I hope to share more on Monday. Until then, will you pray with me?
Yes, praying with you, Shelly…
So sorry, Shelly. Praying as I type. Message if you’d like to…
I’m praying, Shelly.
Oh my heart…I’m praying.
Jesus, be near…
Happy Birthday, First Born, I am will pray for you, dear sister.
As usual, your creativity hits my heart. … AND, YES, rain and clouds hit our area and I’ve been soooo happy! Didn’t break the drought, but DID help us breathe easier today.
Praying for hope to be rekindled, strength to well up, and peace to descend.
You made me smile. When someone utters one word and it makes you smile, that is a sign of a true heart friend.
Praying for you, friend. Grace and peace.
Praying right now!
Oh friend, I am praying!
Praying on your behalf, dearest Shelly, to our great and merciful God of light, yet Who also dwells in the “thick darkness”–Who, though there is no darkness in Him at all, “made darkness pavillions ’round about Him, dark waters, and thick clouds of the skies.” He is with you in the gray clouds, and He is always in your boat. Without understanding why…..praying to the God who does! He loves you, is with you, will never abandon you.
Here too, Shelly. He knows what it is and I am imploring in the spirit. With my love and until you share it to us. For comfort and understanding.
Oh Shelly, just praying, sending hope and peace in the name of Jesus, whispering heavenward on your behalf.
Oh dear, friend. Holding you close. Lifting you high.
Holding you in prayer.
Lifting you up in prayer.
Oh Shelly – I am praying!
Praying for you my sister!
Shelly, my heart cries out for you, to the Father. Love you, friend.
Praying for you . . .
Praying now, my friend!
Prayer is rising, hearts are asking on behalf of you…
as a mother of 2 boys, I feel your heartbeat. Yes, I will!