Yesterday was the day of Fran’s monthly luncheon. It is always a pleasure and a privilege to attend. This dear lady is gifted with hospitality and, I believe, is being used by the Lord to reach out to other women. She is generous with her time, food, and home. Her yard, front and black, blooms with […]
Jun 29, 2014
Sauntering Through Sunday
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I love this wet weather! Yesterday as Matt, Dawn, Sara and Nathan came, rain began to fall. Matt had planned to grill outside but the rain changed plans and Dawn fried burgers inside. It was a pleasant supper. Somehow, rain just seemed to make things cozier. My plants, grass, and flowers certainly agree with me. […]
Jun 23, 2014
Family Connections
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Sunday, Matt and his family and I went to the Levi Latty reunion in Tahlequah. It was a neat day of a whole lot of visiting, a whole lot of food, games and prizes, and remembrances. I think of those family reunions as connections, a bridge between the past and the present or maybe even […]
Mar 22, 2014
My Grandfather’s Barn — Etta Bend Devotional
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“He hath shewed thee, O man, what is good; and what doth the Lord require of thee, but to do justly, to love mercy, and to walk humbly with thy God?” (Micah 6:8) That verse always reminds me of my grandpa, Levi Latty. I can picture him going to his barn to milk, morning and […]
Mar 14, 2014
A Good Day After All
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Yesterday, as Sara and I sat in the porch swing eating ice cream, I was reminded of one of my favorite commercials: a farmer has had a harrowing day of lightning strikes, being chased by a bull, etc., but at the end of the day, he sits down with a bowl of ice cream and […]
Feb 21, 2014
Potpourri, Hodgepodge, Patchwork
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I’ve always liked that French word Potpourri. It sounds lovely, like the mixed fragrances of dried flower petals it represents. However, “hodgepodge” and “patchwork” mean about the same thing. My thoughts this morning are a mixture, a patchwork quilt of jumping from one subject to the next. You are invited to share them. The wind […]
