a quiet moment

A winters sunset

Well, it has been a week of worry and long days and short nights, but Mom is better. She broke her leg a week ago Friday. Brought her home that night and everything seemed okay—

Then she reacted to the pain medication and we almost lost her.

She lost her way for a while, but is slowly finding her path back home. It was a heartbreaking day on Sunday, when she didn’t know who or where she was or who I was – particularly heartbreaking to see her so confused.

I believe sometime on Tuesday, she chose to stay with us and each day she has gained a tiny bit of herself back.

Still very weak and of course with a big heavy cast on her left leg, she can’t move without help. We are looking for someone to stay with her during the day while I am at work. And due to being at the end of the earth here in the Ozarks, it is hard to find folks willing to drive all this way.

But I remind myself, it has only been a week – so each day more and more will fall into place until finally we are back to a regular old normal day to day routine.

We are so grateful for your kind thoughts and prayers – each one has been a bright candle in our dark days. Please continue to shine your light –

Love
K

sunday morning moments

sunday morning reflections 2014

wavering reflection/ dawns light on the water/ prayers of thanksgiving

sound of trumpets/ wild geese overhead /processional hymn

echoing across the cove/ tiny wrens warbling song/ call to worship

frothy white pear blossoms/ peek out from the woods/ little girls in church

small brown chipmunk/ perched on the gray stone wall/ morning meditations

small fishing boats/ bobbing in the morning cove/ gestures of faith

across the warming meadow/ cacophony of birdsong/ sunday morning choir practice

morning wakes/ shrouded in gray mist/ prayers of intercession

quiet murmuring/ pale gray doves in the cedars/ lenten prayers

from the cedar tops/ blue jays call/ shouts of acclamation

cold wind ruffles the morning cove/ sound of waves against the rocky shore/ prayers of the penitent

from the cold winter garden/ bright golden trumpets of daffodils/ intrusion of grace

*** This is the scene that greeted me this morning as I was filling the birdfeeders – such a glorious sky and reflections – hope you have a beautiful day