My mind says to write, but I’m not sure what’s going to come from these fingers that are typing.  Things are whirling in my mind, so it might be a hodgepodge.

Today, I’m thankful for so many things.

  • For being a teacher, where I get to work with lovely ten year old children.  Today, we had brownies for a birthday girl that is a teacher’s dream student.  Where else do we get to sing birthday songs with “ChaChaCha” and hand clapping and end with applause?  Only with children!
  • For a friend who knows that going out to dinner is the perfect distractor.
  • For a boss with a sense of humor and diplomacy.  
  • For a friend who volunteers do my ‘Honey Do List’ this weekend.
  • For Christian music and the perfect song that speaks to me when needed.
  • For the gift of a smile and God’s peace.

I’ve failed doing the ‘right’ thing so many times.  Sometimes, I put my foot in my mouth and can’t articulate what my heart means to say.  Some people you meet and it’s like instant camaraderie.  You wonder how you managed to live without them in your life.  Other times, when meeting a new person, it’s hard to find common ground.  I don’t know what makes that ‘spark.’  If I did, I would patent it and make a fortune!  It takes work to become friends, but that doesn’t make them any less valuable than the instantaneous friends.  It just takes longer to find common ground.  It takes bonding, shared experiences, and positivity.  

I constantly have to remind myself that I am not at the center of other peoples’ lives, only my own.  I have to reign myself in and remember that God gave me my life to put Him first.  


The ability to laugh at ourselves and see the bright side of a life is a gift that redeems itself in the joy that it brings to us and others.  It lightens our heart.  It changes our perspective on the world or at least our tiny part of it.  It is a universal language.  

Oh Lord, for the gift of laughter, I give thanks.  Let my laugh bounce off walls and lift hearts.  Don’t let me take myself too seriously when it’s not needed.  Let me remember to be kind in all circumstances.  Remind me that I am Your Representative.

My mind is whirling about other things.


I feel rattled when my life undergoes a change.  I’m one of those people if I could freeze time in a certain spot . . . I would.  I know that is ridiculous because if change didn’t happen, I wouldn’t grow as a person.  I’m not talking about small changes, but large ones.  I’m pretty flexible with daily changes, but I get breathless thinking about the biggies!


These are my large changes that are looming ahead and I’m concentrating on taking breaths.

  • Selling my home of fifteen years.
  • Deciding where to move.
  • Going through things to determine what I keep and what goes.
  • The hundred decisions that go along with the sale and the move.

I’m tired of changes and I’d like to bury my head in the sand.  I’d like to fly away and let whatever happens…happen.  


Trust me, I’ve gone through so many changes these last seven years that I think, “How could changing living places throw me for such a loop?’  I’ve gone from a wife to a widowed, from a child in the house to an empty nest, from a double income to a single income.  


Recently, I told a friend, “I need someone to just tell me what to do.”  She answered the way I knew she would.  “Only you can decide that.”  I’m thankful that I’m being prayed over.  I’m thankful that God knows what’s ahead of me.  I only wish that I had the GPS and the destination planned out in advance.  Where’s that voice that tells me where to turn, how many miles ahead, how long it’ll take to get there?  Where’s the unemotional, calming voice that tells me that I’ve arrived at my destination?

Our Heavenly Father,  I ask for strength and wisdom for decision making.  I ask for You to guide me and a clear, open mind to hear Your voice when You speak.  I pray for peace that only You can give.  I thank You for my health that allows me to do whatever I need to do.  I thank You for the friends that you place in my life for encouragement and help.


The whirling continues.

  • I worry about making monthly bills. (I’m sure I’m not in that boat alone). Oddly, this isn’t the one that makes my stomach knotted.  Thank you God.
  • I’m apprehensive if my summer plans will go as I wish and if it does; who’ll take care of Zoey and Pippin. (I know Sally, the details will take care of themselves . . .if it is to be).  
  • Will God ever place another person in my life to marry?  Is something I think of often.  

Believe me, I don’t brood over worries.  Yes, I do think on them, but I try not to be distressed over them.  As I’m writing this, on the radio I hear… (Perfect song, just when I’m thinking about things) 

by Phil Wickham


You will be safe in His arms 

You will be safe in His arms 

‘Cause the hands that hold the world are holding your heart 

This is the promise He made 

He will be with You always 

When everything is falling apart 

You will be safe in His arms 



If that isn’t enough, Philippians 4:6-7

 Be anxious for nothing, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving, let your requests be made known to God; and the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus. 

I’m sure my thoughts will continue to whirl: sometimes slowly like a wind spinner on a still summer day or occasionally non-stop like one on a stormy spring day.  

You know, a wind spinner is beautiful to watch as it twirls.  Maybe I’ll appreciate that God has given me the ability to think on all these things.  

Yep, my mind yearned to write; my hands obliged and I’ve spilled some of my heart on this page.