Monday, July 30, 2012

Sunshine Morning in Asheville

We are all in our places with sunshining faces. I heard my father sing this many times - it was the song he had sung every morning as a boy in school. It started his day with joy and happiness. These buildings are singing the same song - Jackson, Vance, Pack, BB&T, I.M. Pei sailing with joy into the morning.

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Thursday, July 26, 2012


A foggy morning and birds over Asheville, the promise of a beautiful day. 110 years ago, my grandfather was born in Franklin. He departed this life at age 95, with birds he had chosen that said going home. Hallelujah

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Wednesday, July 25, 2012

You've Got a Friend in Me!

Fog in Asheville is so delicious - comforting, like a summer blanket on a cool morning. It's like an old friend. Last Saturday, a friend and I got together early and took pictures of Asheville in the early morning. How joyful to do what you love with a friend. And I am reminded when you've got lemons in your life, get together with your friends and make lemonade. And then have a party.

Tuesday, July 24, 2012

What Wondrous Love is This!

Sunday, I spent the evening in the garden behind the Basilica. It was one of those days when I missed my father. When we were kids, we spent time in Munich Baptist Church which had a garden in the middle of the church. I felt so much peace in the garden. And then on Sunday I looked up from the garden of the Basilica and saw a brilliant sunset. How Wondrous!

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Friday, July 20, 2012

Find the Path of God's Desire

A couple of weeks ago, I photographed a flower that was hugging itself, closed, as if it were hiding its light which it could not do as beautiful shoots of light were beaming out. Now that flower has bloomed.

This week my child has gone to camp, a place where girls play, sing songs before breakfast, before lunch, at dinner and listen to taps before bed. And I don't sleep for a while. But like the flower, they are blooming, learning to be independent, to care about one another, to take risks with counselors guiding them, just beside in case they should fall. They learn to let their lights shine and let the fruits of their spirit flourish.

They are like this flower, strong, beautiful, always full of light. They are finding the path of God's desire, joy and gentleness, strength and kindness.

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