Rain comes down, thunder growls, and I look out at the dark morning and wonder about a lot of things. A lot of whys and many what ifs, and I ask the Lord to help me live in the moment–right now, today, this morning. As W. W. Bartley said, “For every ailment under the sun, […]
May 14, 2020
On the Trail
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Nemo’s wonderful nose tells him many things. When, on his leash, he and I make a trip to the mailbox, the first thing he does is put his nose to the ground. He is like a metal detector, going here and there, sniffing. All those scents tell him who has been in the yard […]
May 1, 2020
Don’t Open the Door
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When the blues come knocking at your door, don’t open it. They come disguised as many things–fear, worry, anxiety, guilt, sadness, if only, despair–whatever their names, don’t invite them in and make them feel comfortable. They might never leave if you do. Goodness knows, there’s more than enough sadness and misery to go around. […]
Apr 28, 2020
Introducing Ulysses
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Chapter 5 As the sun sank below the trees, I decided to make this a short day and go to bed early. Last night, I had been so wrought up from my hair-raising experience, I slept only a little. Tonight, I’d drink a cup of chamomile tea and, hopefully, sleep at least until sunrise. Glancing […]
Apr 26, 2020
Zooming Into Sunday
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Sunday! The start of a brand-new week and Sunday School. A little different meeting now. Oh, we still get together, we seniors, with cups of coffee and smiles, but we do it via Zoom. Who knew? I sure didn’t, but with the marvels of technology, life goes on. I’m thankful for a lot of things […]
Apr 24, 2020
Just Supposin’
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Writing a mystery is doing a lot of just supposin’. Come with me a moment into the mysterious realms of the fourth Ned McNeil mystery. Just suppose that it was part of Ned’s job to take a picture of an old farmhouse for her boss, Daisy. But, suppose that when Ned goes inside the dark […]
