(I’ve been in the garden this week – thinning, transplanting, planting anew. God met me there, in my garden, letting me take care of things that need planting right now, things that need extra care and attending to – and me, the plantings, we all have needed the refreshing waters, the resting before the growing. I’ve been reviewing my writing … Continue reading →
. . . and the bradford pear blossom survivedthe bitter winter storm to bloommore beautifullythan she thought possible. . . . “See, I have refined you, though not as silver; I have tested you in the furnace of affliction. For my own sake, for my own sake, I do this. How can I let myself be defamed? I will not … Continue reading →
One morning, when the sun spilled through the front windows of my grandmother’s house – something happened between the drinking of hot cocoa at her kitchen table and my sockless feet pushing off the porch floor propelling me high and low on my grandmother’s swing. My “Can-I-stay-here-forever” wish which every child asks when it’s time to leave their grandparent’s house … Continue reading →
(I first posted this ten years ago. It seems even more meaningful today. Praying your faith, hope and charity are kindled brighter in your heart with the reading). When Hope Grace was born, great expectations were cast forth, hearts leaping in expectation. Much was expected of Hope. Her sister Faith Grace took to teaching her the facts of their Father … 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 →
“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 →
Once upon a time, a long, long time ago when the mothers, soldiers, kings and towns and tent-men didn’t realize just how big the world is, but possessed a better understanding of just how big God is – a king lived in the desert with his family, going to and fro over the sands as this big-mighty, world-creating God asked. … Continue reading →
Father’s Day is bittersweet for me. I rejoice that my son’s have the father I never did – and I realize more keenly what I missed and wonder what I would have been like had I a father like they have. This post is for all the fatherless daughters, whether because their fathers were physically absent or emotionally absent, this … Continue reading →
Last week, I pulled out an old recipe. It my great-grandmother Muddy’s recipe – her corn fritters. I don’t know why I hadn’t made them in such a long time. For a season, Muddy’s Corn Fritters were a dinner-time staple. . . until they weren’t. The old recipes, like Muddy’s corn fritters, handed down for generations mother to daughter, from … Continue reading →
A Letter to My Granddaughter on the Event of My 30th Wedding Anniversary Sweet Grandbaby Girl,I hope you grow up to be a Forever Girl – and by Forever Girl, I mean a wife full of love for her husband – feeling it in your heart, thinking in with your mind – and choosing it in moments you don’t feel … Continue reading →
