I’ve been wondering. Is the grass greener on the other side of the street or is it my imagination because I sometimes feel dissatisfied with what’s on my side? I thought about this while on vacation in Ireland a … Continue reading →
Dear readers. I needed a bit of encouragement this week and thought maybe you could use some too. The righteous will flourish like a palm tree, they will grow like a cedar of Lebanon; planted in the house of the … Continue reading →
Over the weekend I spent some time in my yard pruning roses and picking weeds. I’m not much of a gardener. I only really enjoyed it when my husband Charles was alive. He was the supreme rose keeper among other … Continue reading →
As I was out for a walk this week I noticed this little guy popping up between the cracks in the sidewalk. My perfectionistic tendency was to pick it up and toss it in the trash when I arrived home. … Continue reading →
Today I’m thinking about spring cleaning. Not that this is the only time I clean, but there seems to be something special about spring. It represents new beginnings, starting over, shaping things up, airing out rooms, and polishing furniture, … Continue reading →
About thirty years ago–maybe more, I partnered with a good friend from church. We decided to pray for each other regularly and we continued for many years. We still call on each other when we have a great need for … Continue reading →
Last week I talked about the ‘pause that refreshes’ and felt committed to ‘pausing’ before speaking. But of course the minute we commit to something we’re challenged, right? It wasn’t surprising then to come up against some situations and people … Continue reading →
I saw this slogan not long ago and immediately it hit me. It pays to pause whether or not you stop and sip tea, gulp cola, savor a cup of coffee or simply sit and ponder. Pausing works and it … Continue reading →
Thank you for your faithful support throughout this year. I pray that each of you has the love of our heavenly Father to hold you, the heart of Jesus to warm you, and the joy of the Holy Spirit to … Continue reading →
A true story handed down from my husband’s father. I love to share it each year at Christmastime. On Christmas morning, 1912, in Paducah, Kentucky, fourteen-year-old Charlie Flowers and his three brothers and two sisters huddled in their beds, fully … Continue reading →