I was chatting with a friend and I was complaining about my being stuck, listing all the wonderful things I would like to be doing.In the past I would be condemning myself for time wasted playing on the computer or watching TV. Or my poor eating habits like eating cookies or drinking tea with sweetened …
Author: Sandy
Sometimes Grace Comes in the Form of a Friend
My dear friend, you see the best in me. You see what I could be. And help me to see it, too! Yet you see me how I am now. And you don't judge me, but share in the stories of my humanity. And laugh with me. And cry with me. And we have joy.
Grace’s Invitation
So I've set out on this path of discovery, (having chosen the title: The Far Reaches of Grace,) delving into God's word, seeking definition and direction. I came across this portion of scripture from The Message in Romans chapter 5, that grace invites us into life.I am astounded at the thought of that and have …
It is a season …
It is a season set for discovery for me. Can one so hindered be free to be the person God purposed me to be? And can the ramblings of my thoughts be a blessing and an encouragement to others? I hope so.
The Realness of God
I was sitting in church after having missed three Sundays, thinking about how distant I felt from God, and how many struggles I had been facing. The songs we were singing about His greatness, His power, His glory, I had sung many times and truly felt them but this day, did I really believe it? …
Silence
I just needed to post something, anything. I have been long overdue to write something. I want to come back to this. Sometimes we go off into the silence and let the noise of this life drown out any real thought we might have.
Rainy DaysRainy days are for reading books,and sipping tea.They are for slippers and cozy robesclear into early afternoon.And they are for permission to say,"Tomorrow is a new day."Sandy Blackburn 2/9/12
The Song of the Broken
The song of the broken, the song of the broken, God has laid this on my heart. Will it truly become the inspiration for a new song? Or maybe just a new poem? I'm not sure. But this I know, if he is repeating it to me over and over, it is on his heart. …
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A story lies within my soul and I can't begin to write the lines.There's life and love and joy and hope and victory over troubled times.There's power that comes down straight from heaven and faith that stands as firm as stone.And of this one thing I am certain, I will not write this story alone.
Menopause
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