Worry implies that we don’t quite trust that God is big enough, or powerful enough, or loving enough to take care of what’s happening in our lives.
— Crazy Love by Francis Chan
Five days wandering down an old dirt road…sweat beads…my shirt is full soaked….words have tumbled round inside but they can’t seem to find a way out….as I walk…
the human spirit can withstand more than it ever thinks it could. One more day. One more step brings me closer. I’m afraid to even lift my eyes .. that they won’t see anything ahead but heat that takes the breath away while wind keeps my hair over my eyes .. obscuring the view. I sigh heavy..the deep kind..where I end and He begins and I travel back in memories as the faint sound of a bee lulls me there…
this boy..my first grandchild. I will never forget looking into his eyes for the first time and seeing him way deep. He is sensitive and sweet. Last night he said, ” grandma, look at the stars!” My grandson is becoming quite the beauty hunter. I said, “yes Reed, they are beautiful – Who made those stars?” he said Jesus – He made them green! I smiled and said yes He sure did! we smiled… looking into each others eyes. And
I absentmindly swat at the sound that is that is imposing into my “place” beckoning me to pay attention to where I’m going. Songs stir my memory reminding me. Up ahead … just around the bend…even though I can’t see it or feel it…freedom awaits. created just for us. I will wait. Today I can wait and trust.
and I go on to the next thing. He is big enough. I look up and see the stars as night covers me like a blanket that seems to cocoon me on my journey. With night comes coolness. the closing of the eyes. sinking down deep into His will and His words send me off to sleep…my eyes look to the hills..where does my help come from?…I’ll let you finish the rest
XO,
joining Soli Del Gloria Party over at Jen’s…
Wild, Tiff! I have a patchwork Teddy bear from my childhood very similar to the one your grandson is holding! I still can't believe you are a grandmother, but can I just say you are BLESSED!
I've got Crazy Love with me here in Maine, but haven't read it yet. So many good books to read!
Xo,
Linsey
I love the beautiful photographs, but I love the incredible conversation that goes with them even more!
I can't wait to read Crazy Love!
Such breathtaking pictures, Tiffini!
Today I can wait and trust…lovely!
I LOVE these photos!!!! love them! and LOVE Francis Chan… love that you quoted him.
…my help comes from You, maker of Heaven, Creator of the earth…
Oh, Tiffini, I am wrapped up there right beside you, inhaling the beauty, waiting, and relying, and just not worrying.
Love you!
Keep walking, sweet Tiffini, keep trusting . . . we hold your hand as you go.
Fondly,
Glenda
Beautiful words, Tiffini, and beautiful children…
Your writing is a gift – thank you for sharing it with us.
How precious. And they are all beautiful. You are blessed.
Loved the photos and enjoyed getting to know you and your family. God bless.
Enjoyed the photos and getting to know you. I love that verse. God bless.
Beautiful, Tiffini! I LOVE your pictures!
Oh, yes, from those hills where the eagles soar, right? You and I were on the same wavelength today! Your grandchildren are precious!!
Beautiful words!
Oh, my goodness, those babies are beautiful…
I love this post–one of my favorites that you have written! Remember from where your help comes–He will get you up that hill.
One of my prayers is "Lord, perfect your love in me"…because perfect love casts out fear(worry, anxiety). I am hinder by fears but I am an overcomer…and I keep praying "Lord, perfect your love in me."
Your grandson is beautiful beautiful. I love the name Reed.
T,
Ok, where to start. First off, it’s hard for me to believe you are a gma, but not hard to the beauty in sweet Reed’s eyes.
Do you know what I love about coming here? I always feel good when I leave. Hopeful. Even when you are sharing about something heavier, or you push me to a heavy place.
Thanks for writing about you and your heart. Blogland is better because of you.
Reed Owen is the name of my son! Fantastic name! And yes, I can hardly believe that you’re a grandmother!!
Beautiful post.
Ah, yes…my help comes from the LORD ~ the maker of heaven and earth . . . no greater help exists . . .
Thanks for the reminder.
What beautiful photos!
Such a beautiful post. Your words, your images. Your family is just precious!