Because of Grace we Press On
My husband was going through some of our ancient boxes of keepsakes and found my also ancient autograph book. I giggled my way through some of the poems “Roses are red, violets are blue” and sentiments written by middle school friends, then I came to this page and was warmed to my core. Back in … Read more
I have always been and always will be a cheerleader for the underdog. Here’s what I love about the Advent scripture for today. Hundreds of years before Jesus was born, Micah said a small, insignificant town (Bethlehem) would produce a king (Jesus). Although born to a carpenter, Jesus was the true Messiah (King). Most … Read more
Sometime ago, I was shopping the used book table at our library and picked up a book on CD by Barbara Bush which I think is titled Reflections. I was attracted to the topic because it promised to be a book about Barbara’s memories of life in politics without the politics. How do you tell … Read more
Yesterday, two large boxes the size of boots made for Goliath, appeared on my porch. Tim, my husband for those of you who don’t know me personally, thought they must be heavy so he reached down to heft them toward the door but they weighed about as much as air. Totally mystified, we gathered around … Read more
Butterflies and sunshine … imagine blue sky stained with airbrushed clouds, lightly wafting wind, sparkles of light flecking ripples of waves as they dash toward shore, green lush carpets of grass, sun glinting off softly rustling leaves. Imagine … Remember. Painted memory pictures of kind words spoken, received, heard and returned over and over. There … Read more