Frail, but Strong


For this week’s installment of Not My Poetry, here’s a beautiful one from Peaceful Journey, a thought well worth contemplating at this time in our history.  Thank you, Yvonne, for the encouragement!

Frail, but Strong


She stood frail while others listened attentively.

Her wisdom was beyond her physical weakness.

Many sought her to understand the world’s mysteries.

Many sought her to tap into the cistern of her spirituality.

Her frailty was only a noticeably weakness to herself.

It was certainly not an outward sign of weakness in her moral character.

She lived a life dedicated to those impoverished.

She knew the secret,

love for all mankind make you rich.

Yes, she was frail, but strong


alove1`Yvonne L

Lessons from Snow

Hey, Dan! That’s a GREAT analogy!! (But can you send some of that white stuff my way? It’s supposed to be up in the 70’s this weekend and I think winter skipped us…) Super read this one!!

Learning To Be Full Of Grace And Truth.

You know you live in New England when its a freakish snow and ice storm on Tuesday, close to 60 and sunny on Wednesday, and 23 and a Northeaster dropping a foot of snow today. That’s life in New England. It takes commitment to live here… or resignation. Commitment if you are going to be happy.

Life, I have been learning, is very much like New England weather: as in it is rather unpredictable. That doesn’t change when you become a Christian. Heck, in some ways life becomes even more unpredictable!

I have been learning that while God doesn’t change, He is unpredictable… or maybe it is more theologically pc to say He appears to be unpredictable. He wasn’t kidding when he said to Isaiah,

“For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways,” declares the LORD. “As the heavens are higher than the earth, so…

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