I can see her as a little girl, dark hair in braids, running down that dusty road at Etta, hoeing weeds out of the garden, her bonnet dangling down her back, or picking wildflowers for a spring bouquet. She was the middle child in the Latty family, the mischievous one who was always busy but […]
Mar 25, 2018
The Peace and Triumph of Palm Sunday
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Palm Sunday–a Day to celebrate the Lord’s triumphal entry into Jerusalem. It is a cloudy, warm day in NW Arkansas, but five years ago, that was not the case. In 2013, on Monday, the day after Palm Sunday was memorable for being downright uncomfortable. A brisk wind blew snow in front of it; snow that […]
Feb 14, 2018
Stupid Cupid and All Those Other Winged Creatures
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Stupid Cupid, you’re a real mean guy. I’d like to clip your wings so you can’t fly. It’s best to click on those lyrics and listen to Connie Francis from way back in ’58 as you read this posting. Gets you in the mood, you know? Besides, many of you weren’t born in 1958 and […]
Feb 13, 2018
Thoughtfulness on Paper
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Yesterday, I got a packet in the mail from the young people at our church’s school. I get one every year about this time, just before Valentine’s Day. It never fails to cheer me. Inside the brown envelope are small, hand-made Valentines. The children have written small notes of encouragement, and they include Bible verses. […]
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 […]
Nov 27, 2017
When an Old Friend Appears Once Again
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Yesterday, I saw an old friend for the first time since he left Oklahoma, many years ago. Honestly, I had forgotten about him. Now, isn’t that sad? Please don’t tell him this. But there he was, looking as happy and bright as he had when our friendship was new. He is a well-seasoned traveler and, […]
