The Tides of Change

Doing Life Together

One of my favorite vacation places is the beach. There’s something soothing about the waves lapping the shore, the roar of the ocean, and the sun kissing my skin. The tide washes up new treasures every morning. It reminds me of the promise found in Lamentations 3:22-23 that assures me that God’s mercies are “new every morning, great is your faithfulness.”

Lanikai_beach,_Oahu_Hawaii by Vlachos

God’s faithfulness is as sure as the waves going out and coming back into the shore. The ebb and flow of the tide, the rising and falling, are all part of His craftsmanship. What is true of the ocean is also true about our lives.

The last few years have been a time of people washing in and out of my life. I was saddened when my nieces moved to Philadelphia from our sunny Arizona. I mourned as my daughter, son-in-law, and all six of my grandchildren moved out…

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The Healing Field of 9-1-1. . . by Betty Mason Arthurs

Doing Life Together

The victims of the terrorist attacks of September 11, 2001 are honored each year in our city. The Healing Field tribute of nearly 3000 flags is at a park in downtown Tempe, Arizona. The flag poles are six feet tall and spread over two acres on a grassy field near our lake. It is a heart breaking experience to see America’s red, white and blue flags with gold stars waving in a gentle breeze, and once again feel the grief of that horrific day.

Little boy and flags

Each flag has a tag with the name of the person killed. A pair of combat boots rests underneath the flag poles of the ones who were members of the military. There are stuffed animals tucked beneath the flags of the children lost.

Last year my husband and I, along with others, meandered through the flags and stopped to read some of the names. We wondered…

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