Neither Here nor There

Job 28:12
But where can wisdom be found? Where does understanding dwell?

Psalm 40:1
I waited patiently for the LORD; he turned to me and heard my cry.

Worry! Worry! Worry!

O Lord Jesus, with our house
now on the market
we’ve scheduled movers and
a sale for extra household goods.
Now new worries begin.
Will we sell the house promptly,
so the movers can come as scheduled,
and the sale of extra household goods
be held as scheduled after that?
It could all go smoothly,
or we might have to reschedule
and reschedule.
Lord, help me to remain calm
and enjoy each day as it comes.
Your will be done. Amen.

Luke 12:25-26
“Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to your life? Since you cannot do this very little thing, why do you worry about the rest?”

Hymn: “What a Friend We Have in Jesus”



It’s a beautiful morning, Lord.
The neighborhood is quiet.
How different it will be
to live on the seventh floor.
Here I go out in my robe
to get the paper.
There I only have to open the door
and find it on the floor.
It takes me awhile in the morning
to be ready to see other people.
I need a quiet time with you,
a time to read the paper,
and work the crossword puzzle.
It will be an adjustment, Lord.

Lamentations 3:25-26
The LORD is good to those who wait for him, to the soul who seeks him.  It is good that one should wait quietly for the salvation of the LORD.



Gracious God, you know
I have not been a tidy housekeeper,
but to be graded by realtors as “average,”
when I have been zealous in cleaning
in order to sell the house,
is a blow.
No telling what they would say
about my usual standard.
I try to keep things healthy,
and I make an extra effort
when company is coming.
I wonder what others have thought
all these years.
Have mercy, Gracious God.

Psalm 119:96
I have seen a limit to all perfection, but your commandment is exceedingly broad.



Gracious Lord, now I have packed
all my little bottles of perfume.
Some I have had a long time.
In our church, we have been advised
against wearing perfume in public,
since people with allergies
may be made uncomfortable.
Sometimes I wear perfume
when I’m going to stay home.
You allowed a woman
to pour ointment on your head
in preparation for your burial.
I wonder if they have rules
about this in our retirement home?

Proverbs 27:9a
Perfume and incense make the heart glad.

Matthew 26:6-7
Now while Jesus was at Bethany in the house of Simon the leper, a woman came to him with an alabaster jar of very costly ointment, and she poured it on his head as he sat at the table.



This morning, Lord,
the perfume of an Easter lily
in the kitchen reminded me
that you noticed flowers,
prayed in the Garden of Gethsemane,
and met Mary Magdalene in a garden.
Flowers offer constant inspiration
as each variety  blooms,
one after the other.
Thank you, Lord,
that we have been assigned a garden
at our new retirement home
even before we have signed up
to live there.

Luke 12:27
“Consider the lilies, how they grow: they neither toil nor spin; yet I tell you, even Solomon in all his glory was not clothed like one of these.”

Hymn: “In the Garden”



Monday morning
and another weekend has gone by,
and the house is not sold.
Yet, Lord, when I put my trust in you,
I know all will be well,
though not necessarily
in the way we expected.
You are with us
to give us strength.
Hold us up
during this time
of uncertainty.

Psalm 37:7a
Be still before the LORD, and wait patiently for him, do not fret over those who prosper in their way.

Isaiah 40:31a
But those who wait for the LORD shall renew their strength.



Lord, we are packing things up
to save for the sale after we move.
They don’t allow lighted candles
in the retirement community,
so candle holders, candles, and matches
are packed away.
There won’t be room for many figurines,
coffee table books, and extra dishes.
You know, Lord, how these things
have enriched our lives.
We hope whoever buys them will enjoy them, too.
Thank you, Lord, for loaning them to us.

Matthew 6:19-21
“Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust consume and where thieves break in and steal; but store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust consumes and where thieves do not break in and steal.  For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.”



O God of Creation,
on such a beautiful day,
I can’t stay inside
waiting for the phone to ring.
I do go in and check
the answering machine
and computer
every now and then.
I don’t want to miss a call
from someone wanting to see the house,
but there are only so many beautiful days,
and it may be my last chance
to sit on the swing in the garden.
I wouldn’t want to miss
such a wonderful spring day.
Thank you, God, for spring days.

Isaiah 61:11
For as the earth brings forth its shoots, and as a garden causes what is sown in it to spring up, so the Lord GOD will cause righteousness and praise to spring up before all the nations.



I look through the window
and see feathery new leaves
backlighted by the sun.
Dogwoods blossom,
azaleas flame with color,
spring is fully here.
Lord God, can you be far away,
when your handiwork
is everywhere?
Next year these will bloom,
but I’ll have to find new places
to talk with you.
Father, thank you for flowers
and for always being with me.

James 1:17 (KJV)
Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, and cometh down from the Father of lights, with whom is no variableness, neither shadow of turning.