Pause to Ponder

Simple Gifts to Assist

How easy it proved to be

to strum my little instrument in song

for folks in need of some “pick-me-up”

And when politics & aging threaten to infuriate
and it feels like there’s so little I can do about it
to speak love, sing about it, and offer up a smile

Yes, even when feeling useless and exhausted
enough hope springs up within and around
to send hearts soaring with love and good cheer

Big thanks to friend and bassist, Gary Streeter, who joined in on the fun!

Happy Easter!

Behold with awe every sign of
Life’s renewing presence-
a kind word,
a morning breeze,
a generous impulse
a wave of gratitude

All are glimpses
of Easter’s restoring power
lifting us to newness of life!

—from Daily Word on April 5, 2026

Springtime

With the sight of a pear tree bud
my wintry heart now wanes
A touch of spring stirs my blood
and I’m called to new life again

So also in realm of soul and spirit
Light springs up and fills us with life
Winning us back to the perfect fit
Springtime of heaven now in our sight

Later Life Intention

Recently a friend and her husband
gave me a handsome ukulele strap they made
to support me in my music ministry

I’m so grateful for all who help hold me up
-come rain or shine-
to be the best I can be in my older years!

Now and for the rest of my life
I dedicate myself
to helping others do the same

What is your later life intention?

Resounding Question

The words of the prophet, like a trumpet,
called me to attention—signaling I turn from empty religious practices to down-to-earth love in action

Prompting me and all people
In faith communities across our country
to ask this resounding question:

Does my faith turn me toward those on the margins,
daily empowering me to give more of myself
and my resources for the One who gave us all?

Open Ear

Sharing music today with residents in memory care
Singing melodies In a song that connects
surprising us with comfort, hope, and enthusiasm


Celebrating together that open ear
all are given to hear what’s life-giving
deep inside where words are yet to be formed