The earth is full of things God-designed to teach us about our relationship with our Creator. From planting and harvesting, the rivers and streams that wash us clean, to the bird singing their song from the highest highs to the lowest lows, muddy mountain paths, the faithfulness of sunrise and sunset, . . . . tree limbs, lilies, clematis – … Continue reading →
I’d never much like meatloaf until one day within the last decade, I rummaged through my aunt’s recipes at her kitchen table. I came across a recipe of my great grandmother’s,(Mary Eva, called Maymie to her friends and Muddy to her grandchildren). The recipe for her chili sauce my grandmother made. I’d never much cared for it as a child, … Continue reading →
“Increasingly, as he got older, he enjoyed things. As his personal humility deepened, so did his awareness of the amazing bounty of God. .. so many things. . . one by one the small joys fell; only, to Hillary no joy was small–each had its own mystery, aflame with the glory of God.” ~ Elizabeth Goudge, The Herb of Grace … Continue reading →
I AMIs I AM a complete sentence?Are You Sure?Really Sure? When I asked this question in my college composition classes, most were sure it was not a complete sentence. A few waffled. You could see their hands twitching so wanting to raise them and say, “Yes,” but not wanting to vocalize a wrong answer. Not wanting to vocalize a wrong … Continue reading →
It’s been a Summer of Celebration. Most summers are because of all the birthdays. . . but this summer has had extra layers of celebration. One son married in May on a mountain overlooking the Caney Fork River. A cloud fell onto the mountain and stretched its misty coat all about us. It made for beautiful photos, but sent the … Continue reading →
There were things to say – about blueberries, not letting a single onego unharvested, and a blueberry crunch recipe but I’ve decided I need to pause, to catch my breath and let my thoughts meander down soaking paths this week. I’m going to soak this week. . .soak in my grandsons’ words, smiles, frustrations and celebrationssoak in my husband’s companionship … Continue reading →
It was a Muddy and Henry Day. It was a day filled with the playground, swings, monkey bars, grilled cheese at the kitchen counter, quiet time with a stack of books on the porch instead of naps, gravity discussions and illustrations with one uncle, girlfriend discussions with another uncle, counting by tens to 100, red-green-yellow light games – and the … Continue reading →
“But do not trust to hope. It has forsaken these lands.” ~ J. R. Tolkien, The Lord of the Rings, Eomer Many today echo Eomer’s thoughts from The Lord of the Rings, thoughts from a man whose country was so upside down, its leadership behaving in ways foreign to its history, its core values, its code of honor. He didn’t … Continue reading →
Stirring up the crunch for Blueberry Crunch, I thought about America and her soul journey. In 1620, a boatload of born-again Christians landed creating a colony called Plymouth. Born-again Christians bringing a radical faith to a new land called America, where they could worship their Savior without fear of persecution. That boatload of born-again Christians converted this land mass – … Continue reading →
