Some are our mothers by birth, adoption, or marriage. Others are grandmas, aunts, and sisters. While others are mentors and friends. Women who have poured into the lives of boys and girls, men and women.

I am re-learning how to anticipate. That may sound weird but after the last two years where I marinated in disappointment, anticipation has not come easy to me. To anticipate means to look forward, to expect, to respond to something beforehand.

On the shallow shoreline, a discolored seagull had come across a treasure. There, riding the sway of the lapping water, was a live crab caught in what appeared to be fishing line.

In the busyness of September, I hope that you have been able to find your own come away place and that you have been able to find the solitude and intimacy with the Father that you need. If you have not yet found your place or scheduled rest time, you do not need me to remind you to do so. Your soul is already aching…

How often do you feel like running away? Escaping the circumstances at hand? Admittedly, the idea of loading a suitcase and disappearing to an isolated island often traipses through my thoughts. For you, it may be disappearing into a television binge, an Internet shopping spree, an old addiction. Either way, there are times we all want to drag our baggage into a place where we can temporarily say goodbye to the now.  

There are just moments in life where I am overwhelmed by the circumstances and my faith gets clouded by the fast moving current. I can too easily allow my eyes to shift from the Healer to the heartbreak.