“For the Son of Man has come to save that which was lost.”  Matthew 18:11

I am now, in every sense of the word, what I always have been and most likely, what I always will be.

As a mission-minded toddler, I climbed over the fence and walked several blocks to the local drugstore on my first shopping trip for, what else but candy?; a single piece for every single family member.  Fortunately a benevolent customer in a light colored dress asked me where I lived and took me home.  Once while with my mother at the old Montgomery Ward I discovered ladies’ hats and promptly tried on one after another, this time returned to my more-than-likely frazzled parent by a friendly policeman with a Hershey bar.

I was in every sense of the word, like Rock ‘N Roll’s Dion, a wanderer;

and as Geico might have said of me then…

“when you’re Anne Marie, you wander; it’s what you do!”

I still wander…

into yesterdays long gone,

minefields long impotent.

Can I get a witness?

Rabbit trails beckon, and sentiment whispers, carries me further, deeper;

blurring lines between emotion and logic, wedging me tightly

between whys and why-nots

what-ifs, and how-comes.

And I still wander…

And my Heavenly Father still rescues,

not necessarily through ladies dressed in white or officers with chocolate bars.

When rabbit trails beckon, He beckons more.

Wandering, like rabbit trails, must be part of the equation that equals human; and if you’re anything like me, it’s only a matter of time before history repeats itself.

Isn’t it a wonder that the One who holds the stars in the sky, knows us by name?

Isn’t it a wonder that the One who created the Heavens and the Earth, knows the number of hairs on our heads?

Isn’t it a wonder, that when we wander He knows where we are

and calls us back…


A Funny Thing Happened on the way to Day 21

A funny thing happened on the way to day 21 when I collided into the unexpected.  Twenty pages shy of my destination, I tripped…

Behold the former things have come to pass. And new things, I declare; before they spring forth, I tell you of them.  Isa 42:9

over words highlighted in yellow.

I’d been reading about God’s Sovereignty and the verse from Isaiah was not part of that; or was it?

Arriving at my destination, I collided a second time,

No weapon formed against you shall prosper and every tongue which rises against you in judgement, you shall condemn.  This is the heritage of the servants of the Lord.  Isa 54:17

with a birthright, I had never before embraced…

fully, that is;


a funny thing happened on the way to 18.

Somewhere along the way, when messing up while growing up cost nothing but time;

somewhere along the way when falling down meant being picked up and loved anyway;

somewhere along the way when getting lost always meant someone would come running, and being found meant hugs and kisses and sometimes tears,

somewhere down that long ago road I believed a lie

and stopped short.

I wonder how many of you have believed the same?

This is what I wished I’d have heard; this is what I believe I am finally hearing now and this is what I want you to hear…

You are loved.

You are accepted.

You are beautiful and desired.

You are strong and capable.

You are intelligent.

You are My perfect creation and I’ve created you perfectly.

You are fearfully and wonderfully made.

You are My child and I have loved you, I always have,

with an everlasting love!

Can you hear Me now???