What Others are Saying

Living My Life on Purpose

Would you marry me?

Would you marry me?

To be able to see something that isn't there really is a gift.


The Engineer has such a gift.

I remember our first home we bought. It was an older home that was built in the 1970's and it was in need of some updating. I focused on all that needed repaired, changed, and modernized. The Engineer jumped in excited to make it our home. He could see beyond the outdated colors, the piles of junk in the pasture, and the hideous wall paper in the kitchen.

People are like that. They either focus on all that needs done to make it better. Or they can see something in the state of completeness and beauty, through the eyes of love and grace.

Over 16 years ago the Engineer saw something I didn't. He saw me. A me that I am still learning and growing to see. I believe he didn't see me through his human eyes, because if he did he wouldn't have drug me up to the top of that mountain in Southern Oregon and asked me to marry him.

Love has a way of filtering.

Not lust, not passion, not sex, not impulse.


Love cleans things up. Love purifies. Love brings all into balance.

I don't believe the Engineer took a risk on me I believe he chose love.

I believe we can celebrate marriage today because of love.

He is the one human on this earth that believes in me like no other. And because he does I am allowed to grow and learn to believe in myself each day.

Isn't that what marriage should be?

So why do we put requirements and restrictions on it?

Why is there pressure?

Why do we complicate it beyond love?

God knew what He was doing when He united us in a small church 15 years ago.

God had faith that the Engineer would allow Him to work grace, and patience through him.

I am so grateful.

Grateful for Love.

Where won't you go

Where won't you go

Have you ever said something out loud to have it later come back to bite you?


15 years ago I said out loud I would follow the Engineer anywhere...'as long as it wasn't California.'

Yep. I said it.

And now here I am typing down here in Southern California...and to make it even more official there are California license plates on my car and a California driver's license with my picture on it in my little pink wallet.

I can't really say in completeness why I never wanted to live in California. But I didn't.

But here I am.

And you know what the funny thing is? Other than being too far in physical miles from my friends and family...it feels like home.


I have the Engineer and the two handsome and amazing young men.

I am home.

I am going to think twice before I speak out loud and say 'where I won't go'.

I don't want to limit the One who has great things for me to experience.





Every one of us has had to do it.

There is waiting in anticipation and nerves.

There is waiting alone.

There is watching someone you love wait.

There is waiting of all kinds.

Most waiting is hard.

Especially in our realm of time. When you see the clock and the calendar keep advancing.

Really what hasn't been said or written about waiting.

It's not fun, it takes time and we don't really care for it.

I wonder if there is time in the wait. Time to see more.

To experience more of that which our Creator intended for us.

If we would allow the time in the wait to interrupt our anticipation of the end point of our wait.

To be reminded we are surrounded by the One who knows the perfect plan for us.

To be reassured that every detail is within the divine realm of time.

To find joy in the wait.

Is it possible?

To find the good within the hard?

Does it exist?

Longing for an answer is attached to the waiting process.

For what do we long for?

Assurance that everything will be okay?



A comfortable joy filled life?

What if that was going on now and yet our hearts and heads were distracted by the wait?

Meanwhile, the moment we get tired in the waiting, God's Spirit is right alongside helping us along. If we don't know how or what to pray, it doesn't matter. He does our praying in and for us, making prayer out of our wordless sighs, our aching groans. He knows us far better than we know ourselves, knows our pregnant condition, and keeps us present before God. That's why we can be so sure that every detail in our lives of love for God is worked into something good. Romans 8:25-27 The Message

May be we hold tight to the hand of the One who is with us while we wait.



Spring came out yesterday here in a beautiful way.

Warmth, sun, the trees and flowers are blooming.

It was a gorgeous day.

This morning there are hints of a repeat day as the sun is coming up.

I welcome these spring days with every ounce of my being, I am sunshiny type of girl. Grey cloudy skies of winter are harder for my mind, body and soul.

This morning I am reading Psalm 80:

Restore us, O God,

make Your face shine upon us,

that we may be saved.

He is the Restorer. He is God.

He is what changes the day.

He is what changes us.

My prayer for today:

Restore us, O God,

make Your face shine upon us,

that we may be saved.

The Decision

The Decision

I want to be obedient. I desire to be obedient.   Obedience I have learned far outweighs trying it the other way.

Even though I have learned this lesson the hard way it doesn't make obedience automatic for me.

I want to make a decision, but I desire it to be the right one. Really doesn't everyone?

We want to know what to do with our lives.

Does the course ever change?

I am seeking a "Yes" or "No".

I am hearing...

Be still and seek The Answer.

I'm trying.

And then I am reminded...

There is no trying in just being.

Be still.

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