Thursday, April 26, 2012


I sat down tonight to write a couple letters to some of my senior girls, and I ended up sobbing through them like a baby.  At this rate, my girls will be senior citizens before I get them written.

I got to thinking about the power of words and of the custom of speaking a blessing over someone, and I don't mean when you sneeze.  How can it feel so rich and deep when you read a blessing in the Bible and so awkward and contrived in our culture?

Don't worry.  I'm not going on a culture tirade here.

I just feel a pressing grief tonight about having spent so much of my life without anyone speaking a blessing over me, and I'm so thankful to have this opportunity to speak a blessing over the lives of these girls.

Now if only I could write them down without sobbing.  That would really be nice.

Perhaps there is someone who needs your blessing today.  You never know.


  1. I am not sure how to speak a blessing over you at this early hour of the day. But I am so thankful for your writing and sharing. You have been blessed with words that encourage others so I pray for encouragement for you today and each day.

  2. You don't know me, but, yeh, I guess I stalk you - but is it really stalking if I tell you I do it? Anyway, my mind has been full and my heart has been heavy. The words you write, speak deeply into my soul. Actually spent the day today praying blessings over YOU - wish you could have been present to know - at any rate, may you KNOW, experience, and feel the comfort and blessed-ness that He promises to you, the one who mourns. Matthew 5:4. ~ Kelley