Last week I found myself sitting in my own little ash pile. Blue-deviled is an apt way to describe it. Let me tell you, it’s not only ten-year-olds who get the blues. But there I was! In the middle of a month of celebrating answered prayers, and people I love, I was in a battle of the blues. I can’t … Continue reading →
The easiest and quickest way to clear a room of my sons in my house, regardless of age, is to talk about the day they were born. Really, though, they don’t want to hear any of my stories. This month, we have a 14-16-18-18-27 Party, celebrating two sons’ birthdays and three grandsons’ birthdays. I could tell you all the stories … Continue reading →
Maybe it’s the graduation celebration, the birthday season Spring is to our family, maybe it was the walk around Nanny and Papaw’s House, or sitting around and talking much with so many of the grandsons and great-grandsons Papaw and Nanny loved so much – but Father’s Day is coming – and Papaw’s legacy is how he taught through example his … Continue reading →
There’s a barn on the drive to my house on the little mountain that I have loved from a distance, that my camera has loved, too. I have wanted to slip through those white doors and smell the memories of leather harnesses, manure and old timber, see the dust motes in sunbeams, and search out the layers of corners to … Continue reading →
Starting the first day of Spring, change starts. One by one, each boy turns older. It keeps up until the first day of Autumn – that’s just how these boys’ birthdays fall. Each birthday, God says, “Change is coming.” This coming change is heralded by the flowers in the garden – a beautiful reminder of easy and hard changes coming. … Continue reading →
Today is a good day to remember what God has done for me. Today is Day 13 from my first day of Covid. I’m tired. I’m moving slow. I’m dizzy – but I am well, as is my husband. So today, it’s in the low-to-mid-seventies, and I am going to find a sunny spot on the porch and remember. . … Continue reading →
I lose my keys, my glasses, my phone,my temper, control of my schedule,the thread of a thought. I’ve lost story-keepers who grew me, knew me,loved me before I knew who I was to Him. On a daily basis, I lose hold of my humor and zest,the determination, the confidenceto get-up-and-go I’ve lost friends, some due to carelessness, even foolishness,some todistance … Continue reading →
(This is a totally different post than last year’s Meet Me in Galilee, though the call and scripture are the same. Friends, I am wanting to hold on to Easter for dear life – and grabbing hold of Jesus call to Meet Me in Galilee is one way to help me do that – but this year, instead of building … Continue reading →
“And he took bread, and when he had given thanks, he broke it and gave it to them, saying, ‘This is my body, which is given for you. Do this in remembrance of me’” (Luke 22:19). A college speech instructor asked my son’s class to name three people who have influenced him. He listed Jesus, Peter and David. I would … Continue reading →
