Tag Archives: faith

Weeds, 4. Roadside rest


Weary of the numerous cars, 

traveling both directions.

Wishing for a stream,

cool and shady from

the day’s hot, sticky

weather and bustle.

Leaning on the rail of

fencing to prevent snow 

in other seasons from drifting.

Listening to birds in far off woods, 

their familiar calls and songs.

Swooping from tall trees,

from branches to limbs

sending peaceful vibes.

Breathing the aroma of

fields, flowers, weeds.

Singing a message to all.

Slow your pace and 

follow the way

back to simple


in time.


Country road thoughts by Robin,

Serene photograph also by her.


Additional words for a Sunday

given by Frederick Buechner:

“Faith is better understood as a verb

than as a noun, as a process than as

a possession. It is an on-again-

off-again rather than 


Faith is not being sure 

where you’re going, 

but going anyway.

A journey without maps.

As theologian Paul Tillich said,

” ‘Doubt isn’t the opposite of faith;

It is an element of faith.’ “

Delicate purple flowers


Hints of frost damage upon leaves

and delicate purple blossoms

still seemed to request 

my favor, to promote 

and capture beauty.

Alas, I felt torn but 

their tiny, precious 

voices prevailed 

to entreat me.

I now finally

“get” why

Dr. Seuss

had his

caring elephant,

Horton, hearing a “Who.”


“Horton Hears a Who,”

written in 1954, was

dedicated to his distant friend,

“For My Great Friend,

Mitsugi Nakamura

of Kyoto,




This quote is from our

First Presbyterian Church

monthly newsletter called,

The Spire:

“Nothing that is worth doing can be

achieved in our lifetime; therefore we 

must be saved by Hope.

Nothing which is true or beautiful or 

good makes complete sense in any 

immediate context or history; therefore

we must be saved by Faith. Nothing we

do, however virtuous, can be

accomplished alone; therefore we are

saved by Love.

~ Reinhold Niebuhr


Those who “stay awake and wait,”

Hope your sunrise Dawn brushes
away the tears from your

Midnight Vigil tonight. ❤



In the background of these two 

loving fowl, one a rooster

there is a Hawk,

kept in a place 

healing his wounds.

We wandered through

bird sanctuary to come across 

kissing couple content on their perch.

As we looked through the netting

into the brooding hawk’s cage 

we pondered his fate and

came to conclusion, as

the conservationist 

and preservation 



It is best to be

alive, peaceful 

and hopeful

as we view

our world.

Kissing rooster 

and partner seemed 

truly and happily paired.

Rather than a cockfight

maybe choose kindness and love.

Happy New Year, 2017!


(photo and thoughts 

~ reocochran)


This is a letter from a famous

person in answer to someone else.

“North Brooklin, Maine

30 March 1973

Dear Mr. Nadeau,

As long as there is one upright man,

as long as there is one compassionate 

woman, the contagion may spread and 

the scene is not desolate. Hope is the

thing that is left to us, in a bad time.

I shall get up Sunday morning and 

wind the clock, as a contribution to

order and steadfastness.

Sailors have an expression about the 

weather: they say the weather is a

great bluffer. I guess the same is true

of our human society — things can look 

dark, then a break shows in the clouds,

and all is changed, sometimes rather

suddenly. It is quite obvious that the 

human race has made a queer mess

of life on this planet. But as a people we

probably harbor seeds of goodness that

have lain for a long time waiting to

sprout when the conditions are right.

Man’s curiosity, his relentlessness, his 

inventiveness, his ingenuity have led

him into deep trouble. We can only hope

that these same traits will enable him

to claw his way out.

Hang on to your hat. 

Hang on to your hope.

And wind the clock,

For tomorrow is another day.


E.B. White”


(Author of Charlotte’s Web,

Stuart Little and co-author,

The Elements of Style.)

He died in 1985,

Words ring true 

For our new year.

Awe-inspiring sky


We will have had a Christmas Eve “day”

meal together, my family and I.

The busiest household asked 

me to take a few children

off their hands since


Santa is coming tonight!

xo   🙂   xo

“Twas the night before Christmas,

when all through the house

Not a creature was stirring,

not even a mouse. . .”


The author, Dr. Clement C. Moore,

was born in New York in 1779.

One of his major writing

contributions to literature

and learning is the book,

“Hebrew and English Lexicon.”

Note that this is surpassed

in numbers of people who

read and enjoy his poem

which I started this post

with, originally titled:

“A Visit from St. Nicholas.”


I adore the illustrations in my

little book drawn by artist,

Arthur Rackham.

He was born in

1867, with his final

illustrating endeavor found

in “The Wind and the Willows.”


May your weekend be joyful,

as you celebrate, let it be merry.

Those who still believe 

in Santa and magic, 

wishing you  the most 

Jolly Holiday ever!

Incredible rainforest and fish



Sunday Musings

and quotes,



from the Spire

church bulletin:

“In Athens, the apostle Paul

responds to the  people,

in their worship of an

unknown god:

” God is not far from any of us,

for in Him we live and move,

and have our being.”

Paul was once a


(Acts 17:23, 27-28, Bible)

Author Diana

Butler Bass echoes

this sentiment:

“If the water is invisible

to the fish, is God, the One

in whom we swim, also invisible?”

(“Grounded: Finding God in the World,”

Harper One.)

*  *  *  *  *

Isn’t this an amazing thought to ponder?

*  *  *  *  *

Heidi Mann quote,

“I, in turn am reminded of Dory,

The blue tang fish in,

” Finding Nemo.”

Feeling overwhelmed and alone,

she chants to herself,

“Just keep swimming,

just keep swimming.”

When we feel alone and

can’t see God, it’s not that He

doesn’t exist or can’t be known;

Rather, He surrounds us so closely

that sometimes we miss the fact.

God is the Living Water in which

we swim. Sometimes we need

to just keep swimming until we

become aware of that again.”

*  *  *  *  *

Hope these Sunday or

Any-day thoughts

bring you


Photo taken at

Franklin Conservatory,

Columbus, Ohio by

post author who

collected  these

words she found.

Enjoy a Serene Sunday!

Can you believe this is available

to visit year round?