SAYS FYL

  • courage from friendship

    Wrinkles has the knack of claiming the most expensive rug at home as her own. When I had the vintage Afghan rolled out, she was quick to give up her thick-piled Tibetan for the thinner yet warmer red spread. Yesterday I rolled out the silk and lamb’s wool rug that I bought to resell and Read more

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  • what about Lost

    The new season of Lost has begun. And I’m excited to get back in the story. Yet that’s not like me . . . Movies that don’t reflect real life is some way in not my thing; karate epics where Chuck Norris single-handedly crushes every bad guy in town or vampire trilogies that document the Read more

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  • painted veil

    Last night was one of those I-don’t-want-to-do-anything-but-vegetate evenings. So I watched The Painted Veil. I watch movies for therapeutic needs–to laugh and relax. This one didn’t do either but I loved it. The wow moment in the movie for me was Sister St. Joseph’s soliloquy: Duty is only washing your hands when they are dirty. Read more

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  • the lost Bible

    Psalm 53:2 God looks down from heaven on the sons of men to see if there are any who understand, any who seek God. Packed and put away for so long, I’d forgotten all about it. But when I came across it during my snowstorm cleaning session yesterday, I remembered. I remembered finding the Bible Read more

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  • knowing God

    For day after day they seek me out; they seem eager to know my ways. Isaiah 58:2 Sky was about four. It was sometime between midnight and when the alarm goes off. I felt her shake me awake: Mommy wake up, I have a very important question.  Mumbling that we could discuss it in the Read more

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  • God makes memories

    Genesis 41:49 Joseph collected so much grain–it was like the sand of the ocean!–that he finally quit keeping track. This verse relates a simple fact: Joseph could not humanly keep track of all the grain that God provided. It also paints a picture of hyperbolic proportions: I imagine Joseph sitting on a haystack while his Read more

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  • my precious Tara

    I think of her every day. Every single day. It was she who taught me to love better. Till Tara came along, my circle of love was intense but restricted–to my immediate family. Everyone else received supportive and honest, yet restrained affection. I was the kind who had difficulty holding my own baby in a Read more

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  • God’s back up plans

    Genesis 17: 20 And Ishmael? Yes, I heard your prayer for him. I’ll also bless him; Ill make sure he has plenty of children–a huge family. God had THE master plan for man and then He had many back up plans for when we messed up. Ishmael was not part of God’s plan; he was Read more

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  • upgraded

    My parents say my birth brought them luck.  But that luck ran dry before my first memory. All I  now seem to bring is a turn of events that confirm that Murphy’s law is synonymous with Fylvia’s presence. So imagine my surprise when I checked into the hotel today to learn that I had been Read more

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  • waiting on the side lines

    Amos 5:14 You talk about God . . . being your best friend. Well, live like it. My cousin Melchi left a message wishing me Happy Birthday. He is so dependable and loves me unconditionally. I absolutely love him–and his wife, Jo. But I’ve taken him for granted since I was a teen, He’s there Read more

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