Are you trapped?

Sometimes, life can feel like a trap. Every day is a struggle and you don't know which way you should go or what you should do. Most days you feel like you have no options and you rail against the trap you feel you are in. So, I got to thinking about this visual image of a snare. A simple snare that one might use to trap a small animal like a rabbit. When a rabbit initially gets caught in the snare, its first reaction is to struggle and fight for freedom --- to get out of the snare and run away. Far, far away. A snare is a simple design - it's greatest strength is that it is light, simple, easy to set up and, the best part, the more the trapped animal struggles, the tighter the snare becomes. And so it goes with life. The more you struggle against the trap you feel you are in, the tighter the trap closes in around you. There is no freedom in the struggle. Check out Psalm 91:3...."Surely He will save you from the fowler's snare". Hmmmm, makes you think, right? The message I got from this is not to struggle when you feel you are trapped. You need to lie still and wait for Him to come and undo the snare that has you trapped. That is your only job: lie still and wait for Him. Which leads me to the next Psalm. Read Psalm 46:10..."Be still and know that I am God." These two verses speak to me in my current "trap" of unemployment and the black hole of an unknown immediate future. I shall lie still and wait for Him to undo the ties that bind me.

It's him...

I tried to find a picture of him, but couldn't locate my pictures. But it doesn't matter. I know what he looks like and besides, looks don't matter anyway. I just want to say on this Hallmark of holidays that I really and truly love my husband. The longer we are married (20+ years), the more I come to appreciate who he is and what a gift he is to my life. While I am all over the place emotionally a lot of the time, he is steady as a rock. Think: bedrock. Not much gets him ruffled or causes him to get detoured. I need that. Apparently God knew that too. So I am thankful for him today.

Don't ya love it?

Yup, that's my boy. Boy, huh, not really. He's 18 now, man-like in all he does. But I love this picture. It makes me smile and feel good all over. He is a joy and I am blessed to be his mother.

I tried...

I tried to make it last, really I did. But I finished it any way. The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society was, sigh, great. Really great. I enjoyed each and every word. How often can you say that about a book? Made me want to move there and get to know everyone, even if they are fictional. I savored the afterglow of that book, and then began another. This one is entitled Hotel on the Corner of Bitter and Sweet. I think it might have been just as good. A very different sort of literary book, but oh-so-good too. I finished it last night. So sad to see it finished. Why can't they just go on forever? (Don't answer, I know why.) If you are looking for a good book, I can heartily recommend either (or both). You will be blessed and enjoy yourself as well!