I have always been a writer.  For most of my life I haven’t written for people to read.  I put pen to paper because I was made in the image of a God who used words to call this world into existence, and He used words to call me to Himself.  Before I was formed in my mother’s womb He breathed into me a mind and heart for reading and writing.  Out of all the talents He could have given He chose a spirit that yearns to take twenty-six symbols and turn them over and over again into pages of what I’ve never considered an ordinary story.  Once in a while, when I would let them slip out into the universe, people told me what I wrote was a gift and asked me if I would please do it more.   I’m just now barely brave enough to put my name on it.

 

 

 

A New Nest. A Longing Fulfilled

A New Nest. A Longing Fulfilled“Hope deferred makes the heart sick, but a longing fulfilled is a tree of life.”-Proverbs 13:12 My last post, exactly four weeks ago, spoke about how I drove to a little house that was for sale a few miles north of here. They’d just dropped the price, and it was maybe something we could afford. […] Read more...

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"Start with the soul and perhaps the temporal gifts I want to exercise will have their chance; and if they do not, I have the best in my hands already, the only thing really needed.  God must be in all my work."  --Flannery O'Connor

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6 Comments on A New Nest. A Longing Fulfilled

  1. Janel
    April 15, 2020 at 3:46 pm (1 month ago)

    Thank you Monica for sharing your heart each time you write. I am so thankful for the provision of another house in Arizona where you continue to bathe in the beauty of the desert sunsets and sunrises. You are so loved my dear sister. Also praying as Delaney’s appointment and surgery are within the weeks ahead that God will provide travelling mercies and protection while in NYC.

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  2. Adrienne
    April 15, 2020 at 3:55 pm (1 month ago)

    Monica, you are precious and through your journey you have encouraged me in ways that only my heart and Jesus know. Love you.

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  3. Mary Beth Wilson
    April 16, 2020 at 8:05 am (1 month ago)

    Love to you and the family, Monica! You are always in my heart.

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  4. Mary Scott
    April 16, 2020 at 11:19 am (1 month ago)

    We have prayed from afar, aching that I cannot be there with you. We will continue to pray for your family.

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  5. Violet
    April 16, 2020 at 1:15 pm (1 month ago)

    Praying for you, dear friend, on this next step in your life with Him.

    Day by day, and with each passing moment,
    Strength I find to meet my trials here;
    Trusting in my Father’s wise bestowment,
    I’ve no cause for worry or for fear.
    He, whose heart is kind beyond all measure,
    Gives unto each day what He deems best,
    Lovingly its part of pain and pleasure,
    Mingling toil with peace and rest.

    Every day the Lord Himself is near me,
    With a special mercy for each hour;
    All my cares He fain would bear and cheer me,
    He whose name is Counsellor and Pow’r.
    The protection of His child and treasure
    Is a charge that on Himself He laid;
    “As thy days, thy strength shall be in measure,”
    This the pledge to me He made.

    Help me then, in every tribulation,
    So to trust Thy promises, O Lord,
    That I lose not faith’s sweet consolation,
    Offered me within Thy holy Word.
    Help me, Lord, when toil and trouble meeting,
    E’er to take, as from a father’s hand,
    One by one, the days, the moments fleeting,
    Till with Christ the Lord I stand.

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