Category: Jesus
Remember the nursery rhyme where little boys are made of “snips, snails, and puppy-dog tails” while little girls are made of “sugar, spice, and everything nice”? More specifically (and …
My mom recently had thick carpet removed from the spare bedroom, showing the original hardwood floor. Even knowing that the carpet is gone, every time I walk in that …
In life we do the best we can with what we have at the time, and I’m learning to give myself grace, allowing myself to not be what I …
Oh man, there was big drama going on at the post office this morning. I was waiting in the usual Monday morning line when the twenty-something guy in front …
Sometimes it’s easy to believe the illusion. The bench I’m sitting on is surrounded by a quaint, story-book town and in the distance a castle silhouettes the sky. Anything …
I couldn’t resist getting my picture with the old, red outhouse (complete with moon door!) in spite of the potential copperheads. That picture currently sits on my dresser …
I’m sitting here at Starbucks writing about December while this week the sun has shone brightly and the highs have hit the seventies. Christmas Day the high is supposed …
I was talking with my friend Jan C. last night (since she accidentally dialed me and then had to talk to be nice) and she asked about my blog. I admitted that …