Day 24 of #25daysofgood 

I’m so glad you’re joining me on this little journey of finding the good in these chaotic times. 

For Day 24 (counting down to Election Day) of #25daysofgood, I found good in the turned yellow leaves of the locust tree in our backyard. 

I planted the tree purposefully 10 years ago as I was reeling and healing from a difficult time in our lives, a time when I was begging the Lord to show me why He allows bad things and bad people to continue, unfettered, to hurt.

I found a verse in Joel which gave me great comfort: 

“I will restore to you the years that the swarming locust has eaten, the hopper, the destroyer, and the cutter…” Joel 2:25

I grabbed hold of that verse like a life preserver, holding the Lord to this promise. 

I planted the locust tree.

And I waited.

Eventually the pain ebbed.

The tree grew.

And I am reminded with every season that His mercies are new every morning…that He does restore the broken places.






the writers group. a poem.

like the uncertainty of an approaching storm

the staccato tap of fingers on keys

plays a scattered beat. I wonder

if that is the sound of

the soul

revealed like sign language,

the give

and take

battle of life


Empty me…(a poem)

The struggle is real.

Do more.

Be more.

But wait.

Be still.


When life is full that’s when we need to give it up.

Give it all up.

Let the worries and the pressure and the performance fall through the aching holes of our heart,

the heaviness of brown paper package

promises released,

the frustrations of 


like sand through a sieve 


given up

to the One 

who gave Himself 

to fill us up




not as the world