Sunday morning


“GOD made my life complete
       when I placed all the pieces before him.”

From Psalm 18, THE MESSAGE

I began praying the Psalms in the mid-1990s, in different English translations of the Bible.  My 60th birthday is later this month, and my 40th birthday was in the hospital.

I had earned tenure as a professor in special education earlier in 1993, at NEIU in Chicago.   I also taught Sunday School year-round for 12 years.  My life greatly changed from a public to a private role as a caregiver for my mother.  I could never have predicted how blogging would bring me back to the world.

The Psalms and the Bible as a whole bring all these chapters together.   I read with my heart most of all.   The things I experienced with a chronic illness, and many passings in the family over a decade and more, brought me to a place of deeper trust in God’s plan for my life.

I still ask many questions and wonder, of course, but somehow as I read and reread the Psalms – and usually aloud, sometimes in a whisper – the Peace beyond understanding brings me peace.

My life was broken and God made it complete again, in a brand new way.  My energy level changed and I need a slow pace, but life is good here in this simple world.   I don’t want “the world” but love sharing with all of you here.

This is really how this blog was born.  Blessings for all your hopes too, Ellen

The “Christmas rose” is courtesy of Reusable Art – Breathing New Life Into Old Art.

Daily Prompt – the why of our blog titles


Today the Daily WordPress Prompt says: “Explain why you chose your blog’s title and what it means to you.”

I’ve been reading the Psalms aloud since the mid-1990s, and I’ve always loved this poetry.  The Psalms are honest, emotional, and convey ever-growing trust in God, which leads to deeper praise and thanksgiving.

No matter how many times I read the Psalms, new meanings are given, along with the reassurance of their ongoing rhythm in my life.  I also am grateful for the beauty in nature.

Reading the Psalms in different translations helped me grow a new life chapter again, many years ago.  This spiritual practice was healing and also helped me begin writing anew.  I wasn’t reading as a teacher or scholar, I was reading as a child of God in need.  I’ll never forget the comfort they gave me, as I read a little or a lot, looked at a bouquet of flowers, trees and birds outside the window, and watched the light through the seasons as always.  God is good and He loves us.  I always feel as if I am just beginning . . .

Psalm 23: 1 – 2 (KJV)

The LORD is my shepherd; I shall not want.
He maketh me to lie down in green pastures:
he leadeth me beside the still waters.


“Your love, LORD. . .” from Psalm 36 (TNIV)


Your love, LORD, reaches to the heavens,
your faithfulness to the skies.

How priceless is your unfailing love,
O God!
People take refuge in the shadow of
your wings.

For with you is the fountain of life;
in your light we see light.

Psalm 36: 5,7,9 (TNIV)