I thank God for the morning, for the freshness of rain-washed air, for new light as it clears away the shadows of the night. I thank God for the promise of another day that comes with the rising sun, as surely and certainly as it has since the beginning of time. I thank God for […]
Jan 23, 2018
Grandma Blessings Through the Years
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A lot of blessings come along with being a grandma. The biggest blessing is grandchildren–those little guys and gals who remind us of our own children when they were that age. Grandmas have time to listen to what happened at school and they don’t scold when an exuberant grandchild runs through the house. Grandmas admire works of […]
Dec 13, 2017
Out With the Trash and Debris
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Trash! It does accumulate, doesn’t it? Before we know it, we have caches of stuff that we don’t use any more, but we hold onto it with a feverish grip born of familiarity. Sometimes, we get so used to it we don’t even see it any more; it’s just part of the scenery. Yesterday, I […]
Nov 14, 2017
The God of Starting Over AGain
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When I was a little girl, lo! and these many years ago, I wrote stories. I started young. My stories probably resembled soap operas. They would go on and on, the plot would become so involved, that I had no idea how I was going to get the characters out of their muddle, so, I […]
Oct 5, 2017
Sometimes I’m Happy; Sometimes, I’m Blue
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Remember the old song, “Sometimes I’m Happy, sometimes I’m blue. My disposition depends on you?” My blog post this morning is going to be a discussion of moods and what causes them. Are you ready? What makes you happy? What makes you blue? Does your disposition really depend upon another person, as Sarah Vaughan sings? […]
Sep 7, 2017
As the Lord Made It
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Did you ever think about the way the earth must have been, just as the Lord made it, before Adam and Eve sinned and were cast out of the Garden? It surely was beautiful and peaceful; exciting, yet safe. We still glimpse it in the majesty of mountains, the purity of the first snowfall, love […]
