A soul that walks on water leaves no footprints, but will make waves."
This past weekend we drove to Michigan for a wedding.
A wedding that just a scant 7 months ago, we thought might not happen.
My brother, who wandered for a few years, who dabbled, who threw out, who turned away, who scoffed and even argued at time…
Yesterday I got a copy of Squiggly’s Race to the Ark, specifically to give away on my blog.
I’m excited to offer this to you. It will make a great addition to your child’s library or can be used as a gift.
I wrote all about the book on my last po…
There is a new children’s book that is about to hit the scene written by my friend Tim Davis.
Squiggly’s Race to the Ark is chock full of encouragement and a great resource for parents who desire to see their kids look beyond life’s challenges and se…
I just got back from taking cookies to Ivan’s class at school for his birthday.
Six years ago this morning, I was very excitedly laboring to deliver an early Christmas present. Ivan was due on Christmas day, but chose wisely to come a little early f…
I listened closely to her soft voice as she related the changes that time and absence had made for her. She wasn’t complaining, just relating her plans for Thanksgiving, but I heard the hurt in her voice as she tried in vain to find something uplifting…
Maybe it’s the rain, maybe it’s stress, maybe I really don’t like being told it’s time to be thankful…right…NOW! I have a lot to be thankful for, but I’m a little weepy and stubborn today.
In reality I know why. It’s because I heard last night…
This morning in the quiet hours before the rest of my little world ventured out of bedroom doors I was able to read and pray without interruption for a while. It is never easy to leave the comfort of my quilts and curl up in the darkness of the living…
I can’t wait to start writing again. I really am ITCHING to blog. Just can’t find the time. Seriously, into stuff around here.
It’s not rush, rush, but it’s keep moving steadily. Steady moving is enough to keep me from forming enough complete sen…
There once was a man from Kentucky,
Who considered himself quite lucky,
Roof with floor underneath,
A wife with twelve teeth,
And a bookie who’s ever so plucky.
I taught our Wednesday night class last night and it went well. But getting there was tough.
I got to church late, which normally wouldn’t be a big deal, but the reason we go early is for Owen’s FUSE team rehearsal. I had forgotten my teaching no…