I watched him at church.
I caught his movements out of the corner of my eye.
He was way off to the right in the front of the sanctuary.
I noticed his exuberance.

An upbeat worship song was being sung by all of us.
I watched as his hands orchestrated.
I watched as his arms kept the beat of the drums.
I watched as he punctuated the sky with a, pow, on the last drumbeat.

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I sat in the pew waiting for the service to begin.
I saw a man put something down on the pew on front of me.
I assumed he would return to it in a bit.
I moved over in my pew so that others could sit on the end.

A family came in and saw the large space in the pew in front of me.
As they were ready to sit down, they noticed what had been left by the man.
The woman looked back at me and mouthed, Are these seats taken?
There was only one person, I mouthed back, putting up my index finger.

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We all prepared for our family beach vacation.
We were coming from various homes and locations.
It was about a seven hour drive for most of us.
The drive is never my favorite part of the trip, but once I’m there, I’m fine.

We left around 8:30 in the morning.
Stopping for lunch and a gas fill up, we thought we would arrive by 4:30.
We always get pizza the first night.
I unpack and then go grocery shopping to fill up the cabinets and refrigerator.

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I was weeding all the mulch beds.
Some people may not like that job, but for some strange reason, I do.
I like the satisfaction of seeing the mulch beds the way they are intended.
I like to see the actual bushes and shrubs unobstructed by weeds.

I had gotten up early after a wonderful eight hours of sleep.
I had my early morning walk.
I came back inside and had a light breakfast.
I watered my plants and then proceeded to weed.

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It was an afternoon of errands.
I deliberately drove home a different way.
A slower way.
A more scenic way.

It had been a week of cold temperatures with a snowfall trying to make its last hurrah.
I remember reading about “sugar snow” as described by Laura Ingalls Wilder.
Sugar snow is a late snow that falls when it really should be spring.
That late snowfall helps the trees make more sap for maple syrup.

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This Whisper was originally published in July, 2014. With Thanksgiving fast approaching, I thought that it needed to be shared again. Whispers of His Movement will be on a short break so that I can spend Thanksgiving with my family. As God allows, a new Whisper will be published on November 30.

I found myself thinking about a movie.
It is one that I watched with my children, but I haven’t seen in a while.
It still makes me smile every time I think of it.
It is the story of Pollyanna.

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I remember being in the car with my mother.
It was the days before seat belts were mandatory and car seats for children didn’t exist.
I was sitting in the front bench seat.
Sitting there was allowed back then.

I remember the sky was so blue.
The blue sky reminded me of a particular crayon I loved in my large Crayola box.
The clouds were like cotton candy in the sky.
As we drove along on this sunny day, I saw it.

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I have been watching my church’s Sunday services via Livestream each week.
It has been strange not to be at church with my church family.
It has not felt the same.
However, I am so grateful that technology makes this possible.

I am used to getting up and getting dressed for church.
I am not used to going on my morning walk and coming home to go to church.
Often, I was still in my walking clothes and sneakers as I sat with my Bible on my lap.
Many Sundays, I ate mandarin slices from a plate as I listened to the sermon.

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The mother of a girlhood friend died yesterday. This post, first written in 2014, tells of a sleepover at their house. This woman and I reconnected because of these Whispers. I republish this story in memory of her. Mrs. S is now with the LORD. Praise God that we can grieve with HOPE.

Growing up there were only a few opportunities for sleepovers.
There was one that I remember vividly.
The sleepover took place up the street from my house.
It included the neighborhood girls.

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The woman sat behind me at church.
I smiled as I took my seat.
I had never seen her before.
It all started when the worship began.

The woman sang with all her heart.
The woman sang loudly and joyfully.
The woman was exuberant in her worship.
I decided that when the service was over, I would talk to her.

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