-
Settle
She stood quietly in the corner, her expression blank, choosing not to join the group but only to observe. Despite several attempts to involve her in different activities, nothing seemed to work. Eventually, she found her way to the book nook where I was reading with other children. There, she picked up a book and…
-
First-Born
I laughed so hard, my face hurt not to mention my large belly cradling our first child. It was a very warm December evening in a crowded, modest home. My husband’s family – mother, sisters, aunts and cousins – showered me with not only many wonderful presents for our baby but also with their love. …
-
First Table
Sharing around the dinner table has always been a priority in our family.
-
First Big NO
My sister arrived – we hugged. She was exhausted from the last few days. My father said, “Let’s go into the chapel.” Then he asked me to pray. I didn’t want to pray. That was my husband’s job. He was the preacher. But he was still in Michigan. I had flown to Georgia that morning by…
-
First Facebook Post
Another first – do you remember your first Faebook Post? How have your scrolling habits changed over the years?
-
What Kind of Grace do you need today?
God will provide what you need for tomorrow. Why worry about tomorrow – for God is already there!
-
Simple JOY!
Missed Christmas! No choir concert, no parties, no decorating, no family time – well almost. A respiratory infection kept me out of commission for several weeks. I really got caught up on my taped Hallmark movies though. Thought had enough time to heal before leaving for South Georgia to visit granddaughter, her husband and great-grand…
-
Play The Ball Where It Lies!
Published before pictures added. Reposting now.
-
What If?
Rotating picture frames seem to be the rage now. They were popular many years ago but were quite expensive. Not so now. I gave as presents to our sons at Christmas and downloaded many photos for them. Planning to puchase one for myself, then on a trip to visit my sister – she gifted me…
-
Last Letter
It was Mother’s Day 1985. Relaxing that evening, after a pleasant day with family, my thoughts turned to my mother in Georgia. Living In Michigan I did not have the opportunity to see her as much as I would like. So, I decided to write her a letter. It has not always been easy for…