Showing posts with label dwelling. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dwelling. Show all posts

Friday, November 7, 2014

Water...

Water... tis like a second home to me.  Be it a lake, a pond, an ocean, or a simple swimming pool, it awakens my soul.   I was reminded of this again today, as I was able to go swimming at one of 3 pools nigh our apartment.  Twas so refreshing... may haps we need to think of dwelling near water after this leg of the journey is over.

~ Morria

Tuesday, April 22, 2014

Earth Day: 2014

 When we first entered this plant with Adam and Eve, God gave us but one job, tending the garden.
Now many years later, we have to be reminded that we have been given only one Earth, and it is our job to take care of it.  As broken, tattered, and gypsy souls as we are, we only have one dwelling to remain in until we enter heaven, and we best be busy caring for it.


Some might say, we are heaven bound, what does it mater what we do to the earth?  First off, God told us to care for earth.  Secondly, it is a good witness to those who have yet to believe.  Thirdly and personally, there is so much joy to found working with earth and in desert/beach/forest/gardens.  So, if nothing else, take time to day to stop and smell the flowers!

~ Morria

Friday, March 14, 2014

Shroud of Mourning

The shroud of mourning has come again to my dwelling for on the eve of last my mother past.  *la sigh* I am now without the woman I have called "mama" , my Merami, for the last 30 years since my adoption at 6 months old.  I am at a loss and feel numb.  Shock, depression, and unsureness... this is what I can put my finger on for feelings.  Numbness for sure.  So thankful for my Robby today.  Who knows what the next months foretell?

~ Morria

Tuesday, August 6, 2013

Songs of Sorrow...

Sorrow has come to our dwellings...
A young man close to our family was killed in a horrid accident.
He was like a shadow to my husband.
A young man of a great mind.
He shall be greatly missed.
So young, for his flame to go out.
'Tis time to sing the songs of sorrow about our dwellings.  
The time of mourning has come again.

~ Morria