My Soul To Take

Painting by Florence Kroger


Oh, that God would mold this clay,

nothing but dust, dirt and decay!

And yet, in me, He saw some worth;

He sent his Son, from Heaven to Earth.

To lay down his life, upon the cross,

to thirst, and bleed, and suffer loss.

And so for me, His Glory awaits;

one day I’ll walk, through pearly gates.

So nothing to fear, because I am free;

His rod and His staff, they comfort me.

The shadow of death, there is no escape,

But God’s in the valley, my soul, to take.


As a tiny girl, often, my mom and I, prayed the prayer, “Now I Lay Me Down to Sleep.”  I was always comforted by this bedtime ritual.  As an adult, when I think on the memory, I find I am blessed just as much now, as I was then; perhaps even more.  Thus was the inspiration for this poem.

“Mama, thank you for the foundations of strength you’ve given me.  I am a better woman because of you.”

now i lay me down

(Daily prompt: Luck)

Luck has nothing to do with my spiritual life.  It is orchestrated by the hand of God.



This Weeks Photo Challenge: Shadow

Hello Friends!

Below are my entries into this weeks Photo Challenge:  Capture a shadow.

Newport RI

I’m not quite sure if reflections count as legitimate shadows, but I loved the shadowy reflections captured in this photo.


Newport RI

Last year, we were able to spend a few days in Newport Rhode Island, to celebrate our 10th anniversary.  I took the above photo on one of our evening walks.


Corinne at Hampton Beach NH

When we lived in New Hampshire, we were only five minutes from Hampton Beach.  When this particular photo was taken, our life was in crisis mode because of a job loss.  We actually worried of becoming homeless.  During those months, we took many steps in the sand.


Danica looking beyond the shadows at Applecrest Farms in Hampton Falls NH

Autumn is my favorite time of year.  We always looked forward to visiting Applecrest Farms during their annual Harvest Festival.  On this particular outing, our dogs, Danica and Dolly went with us.  Above, Danica looks to be surveying the clearing, beyond the shadows that hold her captive.

Morris, working on his tan

Morris is our rescue kitty we got from a friend.  You probably can’t see them, but he actually has freckles on his nose.  Of course, red hair and freckles are the norm for us gingers.  Ginger Power!  Morris loves the outdoors. In this photo he is lounging on the back porch taking in some rays.  The shadow of his head reminds me of Batman.


Weekly Photo Challenge


You Are a Masterpiece

Little Lisa

My morning devotional, that I try to consume every day with a cup of coffee, told me,  “We can live by the truth of God’s word and not by the way we feel.”

I grew up with low self esteem.  I never felt good enough.  As a child, I didn’t understand this to be a lack of self worth, rather it was just “my normal.”

One of my earliest memories of this was when I  was in kindergarten.  A symphony came to visit our school.  It was a beautiful day outside, so the group set up their instruments and played under the pine trees of our school yard.  As a poor kid, living in a cotton mill town, I had never heard such beauty.  Spellbound, I sat crossed legged in the pine straw, trembled, and thought, “This is too beautiful, and I’m not good enough…” 

At five years old, this was my realty.

Forty some years later, my knee-jerk reaction is to fall back into that same crippling mentality.

  I want to be a writer and I think…“I’m not good enough…”

I want to be an artist and I think… “I’m not good enough…”

I want to be a friend and I think… “I’m not good enough…”

I want to be accepted and I think… “I’m not good enough…”

and the list goes on and on…

Now, that I’m older, I realize I can rise above these feelings, …but sometimes…sometimes…I…. well, sometimes I just don’t…

So, it’s always refreshing when I read or hear words of encouragement.  They become a balm, soothing and healing my soul as they are applied.

Eagerly, I hold fast to what God says about me.  I eat it all the day long.  I breathe into my being.  I long for it to become my reality.

What does God say about me?

You are God’s masterpiece. (Ephesians 2:10)

Guess what?

Whatever God says about me, He also says about you.

You are a masterpiece!


Check out what Joyce Meyer has to say about this subject:  :   Finding My Identity in Christ

It was a blessing to me and I think it will bless you as well

Daily Prompt: Tremble