I Want to Fall Back

Today’s Harvest Party has a bit of a nostalgic theme (with the help of Pinterest).

Since Daylight Savings Time is on the calendar this weekend, I couldn’t help but think about how I need to remember to set the clock to “fall back” an hour.

But lately, my heart feels like going back further…


I want to fall back;
fall back to simpler days
when kids could just be kids
and time moved slow

I want to fall back;
fall back to autumns past
when candy was a friend
and not a foe.

I want to fall back;
fall back through all the years
and stoke the fire of dreams
yet unfulfilled.

I want to fall back;
and look into God’s face
and thank Him for the grace
that holds me still.

Sometimes I long for the old-fashioned simplicity of life. How about you? What makes you want to fall back?

I’m linking with Thursday Favorite Things


Finding The Fountain of Youth

I don’t blame the receptionist for being unfriendly, so unreceptive. No one really wants to be here. Probably not even the the new doctor I’m waiting to see.

I scan the room as I sit down to fill out paperwork and I notice the others. They flip through magazines, maybe just passing time. Or maybe trying to forget why they’re here. Because when you’re in the doctor’s office just sitting, waiting, you tend to think about scary stuff like pain and suffering and human frailty. And that can be a hard pill to swallow.

But it can also be a good thing if we are honest with ourselves about our own need and this epiphany, this sudden revelation, leads us toward positive change. That happened to me when my mother died. I felt a palpable sense of urgency to live life to the fullest. To serve others. To find out what God wanted me to do and do it. Fast!

Because that pesky, ticking clock gets louder by the minute. And the aging process is very real. I am in my forties. I told someone the other day, “I feel like I’m falling apart.” Have you ever said that out loud? When you say it out loud, it’s sort of like declaring the obvious. We’re all in various stages of falling apart, even though we don’t want to admit it.

The poet Oliver Wendell Holmes humorously stated what most of us think: “Old age is always fifteen years older than I am.”

I laugh because I can identify. It’s sort of relaxing, floating in that blissful sea of denial. Then, boom! One day we wake up and realize that years have flown by and we’re surprised even though we all know the truth.  

No one has ever found the fountain of youth.

I know this because when I look in the mirror I see how I’ve been marked by time. Branded by scars formed from striving and stretching and just trying to survive the emotional strain of my own reality. Which, for me, has involved coming to terms with the fact that life isn’t fair, but God is.

I have to repeat that. Let it wash over me again. Life isn’t fair, but God is. 

What doesn’t make sense to me is completely understood by Him. I have to learn to trust Him more. To praise Him more. Because more of Him is all I need to fill the less in me. To patch up all these gaping holes and rebuild the broken down parts.

Through every life stage, it’s easy to get overwhelmed with the changes we see in ourselves. But I have decided that, instead of obsessing about my decreasing energy and increasing doctor visits, I will focus on the One who is unchanging.

I will allow the life-giving Word of God to renew me daily and I will drink from His fountain of mercy. And maybe this is the real fountain of youth, one that exists to revive and sustain the human spirit. God’s power in us, decreasing our fear and increasing our faith. This is what gives us hope. This is how we can serve others. And this is what enables us to truly live life to the fullest.

Whatever kind of waiting room you find yourself in today, I pray you will feel the arms of God around you. Lean into Him, because He is more than enough to meet every need.

For further reflection and worship. Scripture and a song…

“So we do not lose heart. Though our outer self is wasting away, our inner self is being renewed day by day. For our light and momentary troubles are achieving for us an eternal glory that far outweighs them all. So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen, since what is seen is temporary,
but what is unseen is eternal.

2 Corinthians 4:16


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Beholding Glory

A Day Worth Remembering

He was born a child of summer.

How fitting.

Since he grew to be the man who would brighten my days, warm my heart, literally light up my world like the sun.

Last week was his birthday.

And I wanted it to be special. A day worth remembering.

So I made a cake and he blew out the candle. But not before I reminded him to make a wish.

And I stood beside him. Making a wish of my own.

A prayer that God would allow me to savor these moments. Before another one vanishes like the smoke of a smoldering wick.

Because sometimes our days feel like the rush of hourglass sand and our hearts like melting wax. And it is good to pause and to celebrate all the gifts we’ve been given. 

And that is how I want to fill up this life. With thankfulness, laughter, love.

Celebrating each second like a kid on vacation. My toes wiggling in the sand. Basking in the warm glow of the sun. And reveling in the reality that every day is a day worth remembering.

And you? What have you been celebrating lately? Is it time for a vacation?

Are You A Taker?

Last week was a time to unwind. unplug. undo the knots that can leave us twisted up inside if we don’t take time to take time.

So we gave ourselves a chance to breathe. We gave up the fast pace so we could slow down and receive the gift that comes to us when we come to Him.

“Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.” Matthew 11:28 

Sometimes, it’s ok to be a taker. Because when we accept His grace – when we allow ourselves to be renewed and re-fueled by the Giver of all good things – only then do we have the energy and the means to give to others.

Dear Lord, help us know when it’s time to give and when it’s time to take. Restore us. Renew our spirits. Let us find in you the rest we need. Amen.

Monday Meditation – The Gift of Days

“But do not forget this one thing, dear friends: With the Lord a day is like a thousand years, and a thousand years are like a day. The Lord is not slow in keeping his promise, as some understand slowness. He is patient with you, not wanting anyone to perish, but everyone to come to repentance. 2 Peter 3:8-9 NIV

Some days are full of sunshine and laughter. Some days feel dark and much too long. But all days are a gift from God.

Sometimes I forget.

Until I read a scripture like this and He reminds me that He is in charge of time. That His promises stand the test of time. That His mercy is timeless.

And, as the sun goes down, I bow my head and whisper a prayer to the Author of my days. I thank Him for the gift of days and pray that He will help me to open my hand to receive each new one with gratitude. For His glory.

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