Bittersweet Corn

The corn was gorgeous and the price was right. I felt a few pieces and pulled back the silk to check the color. Then I stepped away, feeling out of sorts. I continued to shop mentally checking everything off my memory list. Who knows what I was forgetting, as I backtracked to the produce department….

Break Through

This piece of the article, that was in the Daily News, helps me begin to understand how dark and detrimental depression can be. And how it can cause someone to feel like suicide is the only way out. We have to go easy on each other. Show love and care, try and put it on…

From Where I Sit

Walking down the road, having an elevator chat with myself about Window Seat Faith. It’s a Christian blog, yes, but it far more than that. I’m sharing my life journey, which has universal pathways connecting people with family, motherhood, marriage, hope, nature, art, positive energy, inner light and a connection to the love of Jesus…

The Art of God’s Light

I don’t know what God is doing, really don’t. I remember several years ago, one Christmas holiday season, my family was totally consumed with coloring. My daughter was in high school and my two boys were in elementary school. We had lost days between Christmas and New Year’s sitting around the kitchen table coloring. My…

Signs of Movement

God’s moving in your life. Like this cool behind the scenes event planner. He’s like an author with a story plan sketched out, with characters and scenes spinning in their mind. He’s aligning planets and stars. He’s planning sunrises, sunsets and new moons. I say it not as someone who believes in magic or someone…

Life’s Ever-changing View

I love the way we can continue to grow, the way nothing really stays the same. God shows us that. He keeps taking us down the road and if we really open our eyes, if we really trust he shows us the way to change, grow and to follow Him in faith. There’s a road…

The Individuality of a Rose

I’m literally taking time out to not only smell the roses. I love the way God sees the beauty and purpose in us one rose at a time.

Cherry Blossom Rain

The real estate listing for our house feature an image with the front yard cherry blossom in full bloom. People say that kitchens are a big selling point for a home buyer, but I honestly think for me it was the cherry blossom tree. We were moving from Brownstone Brooklyn, selling a home on a…

Peace

Thank you. I receive your peace. I let it soak into my soul. I close my eyes and simply say, “thank you Lord.” Stop and smell the coffee.

Mrs. Cotton’s Nest

She loved birds and collected elephant figurines. I think there are some people that have very distinct taste, passions and objections. They make it clear and you simply never forget. Mrs. Cotton was one of those people. I guess for some they might be put off by that, but for me I liked the nonsense…

Fear of Falling

When I was a 30 Something mom living in Brooklyn, I dashed all over the City with my babies, toddlers, preschoolers. Kid one, two and then three were for me, like juggling balls. Everyday, I got stronger, better, smarter. I didn’t feel like it was a skill. For me it was a purpose, a blessing….

What Mothers Do

Sometimes all I can do is silently cheer for my kids on the sideline. Sometimes no words come out when I pray and I simply have to trust that God know my heart. There are many times when it’s by faith and faith alone that I see that everything will be alright. “It’s a good…