On February 17 I posted “Waiting …” Don and I were getting discouraged because our beautiful home in the hills hadn’t sold yet.

But so often God’s plan is different than ours; and when He says “No”, or “Wait,” there’s a reason He sees that we don’t. Many of those reasons we may not understand until we’re with Him in glory.

But, we got an offer later that week and our sale should close this Wednesday! The buyers said something to our agent about wanting to bless others with the house. I think this sale is an answer, not only to our prayer, but to theirs. And perhaps that’s the reason we had to wait. And perhaps we just needed to choose to trust God despite the wait.

So this week has been full – Don has been at the old house most days, clearing out tools, remaining furniture, mowing the lawn and doing some weeding.

Cole helping great grandma move!

Last Sunday we made the big move of Mom to Assisted Living Center. Don and I, my brother and sister-in-law Bob and Sheila, nephew Kyle and grandnephew Cole boxed, pushed, pulled, trashed, stored.

This week I have been with Mom and sis-in-law Sheila, as we’ve packed our sweet mother’s belongings into her room and a storage locker in the ALC, at the same senior complex where she has lived independently for the past eight years.

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You can still see an unpacked box and the handles of Mom’s walker

We’re bushed. We look forward to having both these moves finished, Mom settled and content in her lovely new room, the old house sold and no more running back and forth over the hill. We anticipate taking a day off in the next two weeks with a day trip to relax and just hang out together.

Meanwhile, we’re very thankful for the sale of our house; and that Mom made the choice to move into Assisted Living, realizing she is in need of more accessible help at times. Although she’s still doing well mentally, her body is cooperating less with her, her legs are very weak, and she has fallen several times recently. So we walk into a new season of life, trusting the God who has carried her–and us–all these years.

I love God’s promise in Isaiah 46:4 (TLB):
“I will be your God through all your lifetime, yes, even when your hair is white with age. I made you and I will care for you. I will carry you along and be your Savior.”

Reading Treasures

I’ve read two books by friends in the past three weeks, to review one and do a bit of editing on the other.

It’s such a privilege to read books friends have written. I learn more about each writer’s heart, challenges, and interests. I powered through both of these, knowing there were deadlines at the other end. Each very different from the other; each a treasure.

Rogue Wave, by Jane Carlile Baker

Available now on, this novel, by a friend I learned to know and appreciate in a writing group with Ethel Herr, held my attention from beginning to end. Baker knows her Central Coast geography and as I read, I could picture the locations for many of this page-turner’s scenes. While Bonnie is in the grocery store, she turns to see her daughter Fallon smiling at her. But Bonnie’s best friend’s daughter, who was sitting in the grocery cart with Fallon, is nowhere to be seen! Disappeared without a trace. Guilt overwhelms, a friendship is destroyed, and Bonnie becomes a hyper-vigilant helicopter mom to Fallon, until threats begin again in the ‘safe place’ she has built around her daughter. Can safety be guaranteed anywhere? Will they find Fallon before it’s too late? Can old wounds be healed, friendships restored? Interweaving plots and strong character development will keep you reading. I loved this book.…/…/ref=sr_1_fkmrnull_1…

Haley House, by MarJean S. Peters

MarJean and I became close in college, sharing our lives, singing together, and watching each other’s romances develop – or not. I was in her wedding. We were somewhat out of touch when I married about fourteen years later so she was not in mine.

My friend had a beautiful soprano voice, thick, dark brown hair, sparkling brown eyes and a warm, winsome smile. An artist, Jeannie has an eye for beauty. We’ve reconnected in the past few years and five college girlfriends have even shared a few reunions since. Jeannie’s hair, still thick and lustrous, is now white. She is still absolutely lovely.

Jeannie and her husband have raised four gifted, committed Christian children who are in different walks of life and service. She and Conrad have been pastors and missionaries. At one point, they lived bel
ow the poverty line and moved into Haley House, a moldy, rat-infested shack.

Her book is the story of that house, told from the point of view of a 12-year old son. I was touched as I thought of my lovely friend who enjoys beauty and creativity living in horrible surroundings for several years. And yet, I saw also the grace of God as MarJean found the good in their circumstances. Even as she brought in added income by cleaning houses for wealthy women, Jeannie recognized that having money or grand homes did not bring happiness or prevent marriages from breaking up. She was able to remind her family that in that tiny house they had to communicate, they had to work things through–and they were CLOSE (in more ways than one).

I chuckled when I read about one of the children complaining that his eggs were getting covered in pancake syrup because the floor sloped. My dear friend told her kids to turn their plates so the eggs would be on the upside of the slope, and the syrup would stay off the eggs! Understanding some of the valleys God took MarJean and Conrad through, seeing her faith amid confusion and questions and tears and hardship, challenged me in my own faith. 

Haley House will be available this week on

What have you read recently that you enjoyed, that challenged you, or that opened your eyes to someone else’s life, struggles and victories?

Come Aside and Rest

Hacking coughs. Dripping nose. Mucous. It’s been a nasty week. I have been hit by a cold the likes of which I haven’t had in several years. It’s knocked me for a loop for sure!

The first three days of the week I had commitments that it wasn’t easy to change. Wednesday was a colonoscopy. I double checked that I could do that despite my cold. Don and I checked in at the Sutter Maternity & Surgery Center in Santa Cruz, where I’ve had other procedures in the past. Their care is superb.

I put on my designer hospital gown and crawled between sheets under the warm vacuumed air blown into the air blanket. Ah, toasty warm. The procedure took only about 25 minutes and the report was good. Now I could eat again! And the first thing I wanted – and got – was a big piece of chocolate cake! Yum. After 36 hours with only fluids that cake tasted mighty fine.

They told me not to do anything that required judgment for the next 24 hours so I napped off and on, read, watched a bit of TV. With our move and clearing out our former house, it’s been a particularly busy season, and was rather pleasant to relax a bit. Since then I’ve taken it quite easy to allow my body to heal from this cold. Still fighting it, but improving.

Sometimes we just need to rest. When Jesus’ disciples were so busy they didn’t even have time to eat, “… he said to them, ‘Come with me by yourselves to a quiet place and get some rest.'” Mark 6:31 NIV

I’m grateful that God cares about our need for rest. How are you doing in that area?

Suffering … and Hope

There is much in this world that is sad, horrific, tragic. And yet there is also great joy–in the beauty of creation, the colors of a sunset, the love among family and friends, the laughter at the antics of a little dog, or cat, or whatever furred- or feathered-family you may have in your life.

But there is suffering in this world. We cannot escape it, no matter our life or financial circumstances, our health or lack thereof, our belief systems.

This week a seven-year old girl in Santa Rosa was hit by a car and thrown 10 feet by a hit-and-run driver. Amazingly, she got up with scratches and bruises and fear, but will be okay.

A four-year-old boy died this week when a framed picture fell off the wall, splaying glass everywhere and cutting his abdomen.

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A refugee family of nine in Canada was reduced to two when a house fire claimed the lives of all seven children and left the father in critical condition.

When my late husband was ill, one of my colleagues wrote that she was angry that this was happening to us because we were “good people.” I was able to respond that God has not promised His followers no pain, no difficulties, ease or comfort. Matter of fact, He said that in this world we would have trouble. And why should His followers be exempt from the troubles that face so many in the world?

An old hymn by Annie Johnson Flint (1866-1932) says

God hath not promised skies always blue,
Flower-strewn pathways all our lives through;
God hath not promised sun without rain,
Joy without sorrow, peace without pain.

God hath not promised we shall not know
Toil and temptation, trouble and woe;
He hath not told us we shall not bear
Many a burden, many a care.

God hath not promised smooth roads and wide,
Swift, easy travel, needing no guide;
Never a mountain, rocky and steep,
Never a river, turbid and deep.

But God hath promised strength for the day,
Rest for the labor, light for the way,
Grace for the trials, help from above,
  Unfailing sympathy, undying love.

Presence. That’s what He promised. His presence in whatever circumstances we find ourselves. And as painful as life can be at times, His presence is enough.

And we have the promise and hope of heaven. No, that doesn’t take away the hurts of today, but it does help give perspective on our lives.

In Lord of the Rings, Sam thought Gandalf and he were both dead, but then realized they were alive. He says, “Is Everything Sad Going to Come Untrue?” What a comment! That’s far beyond whether good things will happen; it’s the wiping out, the complete healing, of anything sad in our lives. But that hope is only through faith in Jesus Christ, who suffered and died to take the punishment for our sins–and then rose again, conquering death!

There is suffering … and we have hope … and Presence!

Keep your lives free from the love of money and be content with what you have, because God has said, “Never will I leave you; never will I forsake you.” Hebrews 13:5, NIV

Waiting …

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Don and I moved to a lovely over-55 community in September last year. Since October, the beautiful home we left behind has been on the market. We’ve had many people come through the house; comments have been extremely positive about both the main and the guest houses and the property itself, in a beautiful little hill valley five miles above Capitola Beach.

But to date we’ve received only one low-ball written offer. Dear friends are in the same situation, also waiting for a sale. This has become a stressor, and yes, we’ve been discouraged.

Don still maintains the property, pays taxes, insurance, and energy bills. We had hoped and prayed that the house would sell before he felt obliged to plant new spring flowers and re-beautify the yard. After all, we moved to simplify our lives and reduce some of those demands.

We’ve prayed for a good buyer–oh yes, we’ve prayed, as have friends and family. But at times it feels like our prayers have gone unheard.

Have you ever been there, wondering why God appears not to answer?

I prayed for my late husband’s recovery following dual transplant surgery, along with hundreds of others who knew and loved us. God’s answer was “not here.” Because he had accepted God’s promise of eternal life to those who accept the forgiveness and new life promised through Jesus’ death and resurrection, I am confident that Jerry is healed, whole, and is rejoicing in the presence of God. And while that gave me great hope, it did not remove the pain of loss.

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For God so loved the world that He gave His only . . . Son, that whoever believes in Him might have eternal life. John 3:16

And now, Don and I are again being stretched. Will I trust God in this long season of waiting, knowing many have far greater needs than ours? Or will I choose not to trust because things aren’t going according to my plan?

Will I believe and act on the truth that God is still, and always will be, my loving Father, or will I complain and allow bitterness to creep into my spirit?

I look back and recall God’s faithfulness in all the seasons of my life:

  • The times I’ve made mistakes that God has redeemed, and through which he has brought something good.
  • The breakup of a relationship I believed would lead to marriage but didn’t –and how grateful I am for that “no”!
  • Ten years of service and God’s protection as I served with a team in the L.A. inner city.
  • Healing from the stresses of those ten years.
  • Marriage to a wonderful man at the ripe old age of 36.
  • God’s faithfulness and strength and mercy and comfort, as we faced his death twenty years later.
  • In grief at other losses–of my nephew, grandparents, dear friends, my father.
  • The marvelous gift of a second love and life with my Don.
  • God’s promises of eternal life, of comfort and peace and Presence in all circumstances.

So if I complain now, it seems a bit–well, more than a bit–selfish. As I look back I can see how God led in each situation. Minister and author V. Raymond Edman once said “Never doubt in the dark what God has shown you in the light.”

Life is hard sometimes. It can be confusing. And we were created to love and serve and honor our God–not to understand Him. But He has given us His great and precious promises to help us in just such times as this.

So, despite moments of stress and lack of understanding; despite concerns about the house still being unsold, I will choose to trust for His best, knowing He loves me more than I can comprehend, and that His purpose for me goes far beyond the sale of a piece of property.

You will keep in perfect peace those whose minds are steadfast, because they trust in you. Isaiah 26:3

Are you questioning why your prayers seem to be unheard in any certain area? I’d love to hear how you’re dealing with your questions and doubts.

May you be encouraged by the peace and Presence of God.