May 31, 2017

For as long as I can remember, my daddy loved us kids the same.  He bestowed his blessings and his anger on each of us equally whenever we deserved it.  No matter what my brothers or I had done or didn’t do, whether Dad approved or disapproved, he was always there for us.  He never played favorites.

For as long as I can remember, I have never really gotten along well with my mother because she did play favorites, and I was not one of them.  I couldn’t wait until I was 18 and graduated from high school so I could leave home on my own.

My travels carried me halfway across the United States, far away from those memories.  Until the husband and father of my two children beat me and left us for the last time……and it was my daddy I called and simply asked, can I come home?  Dad said yes with not one hesitation.

I am remarried and we celebrated our 27th anniversary a few months ago.  My dear daddy passed away in 2004, and I miss him every day.  Unbelievably, my three brothers all have disabling physical problems, so in this season of my life, I find myself the main caretaker of my mother.

I’d like to say that things have gotten better between us, but really, nothing much has changed, except that I am older and try hard to realize that she is older, too.

I looked up the word “parents” in the Bible, and I found this passage in Luke chapter 21, verses16-19.  It starts out “And ye shall be betrayed both by parents, and brethren, and kinsfolks, and friends…..” and it ends “In your patience possess ye your souls.”

Great.  What does that mean?  In your patience possess ye your souls….

Well, I think it means to stand firm.  To endure.  To love and do good and bless those who despitefully use you, and to pray for them. Just as my earthly father would want me to love and take care of mom, so does my heavenly Father want me to love and pray for those He has placed in my life.

Another way to say it is found in John chapter 3, verse 30:

“He must increase, but I must decrease.”

love and prayers from Cindi




May 29, 2017

I’ve often said that I do not have a green thumb.  I can’t even keep a cactus alive!

So imagine my dilemma when last year my grandson Jude gave me sunflower seeds for Grandparent’s Day.  We dutifully planted the handful of seeds next to our porch, but I didn’t hold out much hope.

We waited and waited……and then only four little green shoots popped out of the ground. They kept growing and growing, and everyday I went outside and inspected them.  They kept growing until they were six feet tall!  To imagine my delight, you must understand that I am only 4 foot, 9 1/2 inches tall!  Everytime my husband came out with me, I had him take my picture next to the towering sunflowers.  It was just too funny!!  🙂

Daily I watched in wonder as the huge sunflowers unfolded their petals to the sun.  First the bees came, then the caterpillars on the leaves.  Next the birds came, then the little tiny bugs on the leaves.  At the beginning of fall, my sunflowers died the natural death of the annual flower, but never have I witnessed such a useful flower before.  Not one part of my flowers was wasted. I was indeed a proud grandparent, even though I know it was really God Who created such a miracle.

In the Bible in I Corinthians (NKJV) chapter 3, verses 7-8 reads, “So then neither he who plants is anything, nor he who waters, but God Who gives the increase.  Now he who plants and he who waters are one, and each one will receive his own reward according to his own labor.”

This principle is the same in the garden of flowers and in the garden of our souls.  All it takes is a little bit of love….




May 27, 2017

Early this morning my husband directed my attention out our bedroom window to the front yard below.  It was a terrible, sad mess.  Something had viciously attacked a pigeon and its’ remains were scattered.  A wing lay on the sidewalk, and several circular piles of feathers lay across the yard, leading up to what was left of a bloody, decapitated bird.

After I got dressed for the day, I put on a pair of disposable gloves and went outside to clean it up with my husband.  I was on the second pile of feathers when I thought of the words of Jesus in the Bible, in Matthew chapter 10, verses 29-31: “Are not two sparrows sold for a farthing? and one of them shall not fall on the ground without your Father.  But the very hairs of your head are all numbered. Fear ye not therefore, ye are of more value than many sparrows.”

My heart was sad.  I was asking God, “Did You love this pigeon as much as You love the sparrows?” but I already knew the answer.  Yes, because He is our Creator. He made us all.  He loves us all.  He died and rose again for us all.

So why, then, do so many have to suffer?  I thought of my son’s best friend, PFC Stephen Benish, who was killed in battle in Ar Ramadi, Iraq, in 2004. I thought of my friend and coworker, Kay Sisto Peterson, who was shot to death by her husband.  I thought of my neighbor two doors down, a grandfather whose daughter was abducted and murdered years ago here in Duluth.  I thought of my mother who suffers from idiopathic pulmonary fibrosis disease and struggles every day just to breathe.

I don’t have the answers.  All I know is that life really is painful and hard sometimes, and we can get attacked viciously when we least expect it.  But through it all, we have a Savior Who loves us deeply and is with us no matter what. I stand on His promise that He will never leave us nor forsake us.  In the end, He will show us why.  For now, those times are hidden under His mercy seat of grace.

love and prayers from Cindi



May 26, 2016

I was reading some of my thoughts in one of my journals from back in 2011:  “Tonight I heard it said that ‘you cannot be a writer until you have lived a life that is worth writing about.’ I thought, what about my life? Is there any worth to it?”

I didn’t write an answer then, but I can now.  My life is worth something only because of Jesus Christ.  Without Him, life is nothing.

So I can, and I will, write about Jesus in my life. He is worth everything to me!

love and prayers from Cindi



May 25, 2017

Banning Liebscher once said, “If you don’t know what time it is (spiritually), you will wander aimlessly and lost!”

In the Bible, Hosea chapter 10, verse 12 reads, “Sow for yourselves righteousness, reap in mercy; Break up your fallow ground, for it is time to seek the Lord, ’till He comes and rains righteousness on you.”

The Lord is calling you to seek His face!

love and prayers from Cindi