Archive | June 2021

With My Savior

With My Savior I Would Go

Down in the valley with my Savior I would go,
Where the flowers are blooming and the sweet waters flow;
Everywhere He leads me I would follow, follow on,
Walking in His footsteps till the crown be won.

Follow! follow! I would follow Jesus!
Anywhere, everywhere, I would follow on!
Follow! follow! I would follow Jesus!
Everywhere He leads me I would follow on!

Lyrics: William Orcutt Cushing (1823-1902)
Music: Robert Lowry (1826-1899)
Photo: Marge McCoy


It grounds us . . . gets us out of our busy heads and back into our bodies.

Down there on our knees, we can breathe.  With our nuturing hands 

duly occupied, while gardening we allow ourselves the time and 

space to truly feel ~  peace, pride, satisfaction, joy.

Quote: Unknown

Photo: Marge McCoy

change of pace

Vacations mean a change of pace, a gentleness with ourselves, a time of rest and renewal, and a time to stretch ourselves and encounter new people, new lands, new ways, and new options.”

 – Anne Wilson Schaef

Photo: Marge McCoy

lean on me

Let each of you look not only to his own interests, but also to the interests of others.

 Philippians 2:4 

One June afternoon the sky got very dark and it got extremely windy at our house. In fact, our wind gauge showed gusts up to 17 mph.  We have heavy  wooden rockers on our back porch.  During this storm we heard a loud noise and realized a gust of wind had picked up one of our big rockers and thrown it off the porch.  The rocker is made of sturdy logs so luckily it was not damaged however, it landed right on top of my gladiolas. My glads were not in bloom yet but they were standing straight and proud and growing a little taller each day.  I could see that several of the stalks were trampled and lying flat on the ground.  Once the storm was past and the rain had stopped I took my gardeners tape and went out to survey the damage.  My husband moved the rocker off the plants and I could see that although many were flat on the ground none of the roots had been pulled out of the soil.  As my husband placed the rocker back on the porch I got busy with my garden tape and gently began to  tie the stalks together in small groups. I thought the sturdy stalks could help support the weaker ones while the weight of the strong ones could help secure the injured ones.  As I finished I looked at the groups all tied together and had a hopeful feeling. With a little intervention and support it looked like even the   droopy stalks had a chance to bloom.

After I got back inside it struck me that the stalks were a lot like people and I was reminded   that we really do need each other.  When someone gets bogged down others can reach out and support them. When one gets trampled by life’s worries, others can be there to bolster them up. 

That June morning all the glad stalks were standing straight and tall. They were all doing well.  None of them knew that  a big wind was coming later that day. None of them knew which of them  might need help in the near future.  Sometimes out of no where a gusty trial comes our way and we find ourselves in need of a helping hand.   Sometimes in our lives things are going along smoothly and it is at those times we can be a help others.  Sometimes we need someone to lean on and sometimes we can be there to let someone lean on us.  Just like the glads we can all do our part to help one another so everyone has the chance to bloom. 

Photo and Reflection: Marge McCoy