Growing Conversations with God
I realized recently how much my conversations with our daughter Allie have changed since she joined us almost seven years ago. Because she was only two, many of our “talks” consisted of her speaking a language we rarely fully understood, though I did my best…
A Visit to ‘God’s Diner’
I’d gone to Haywood 209 Café — a local diner-like establishment — to meet my dear friend Rebecca Lile, who is now a published author. (Yay!) We celebrated her birthday and enjoyed a leisure breakfast — catching up on one another’s lives, especially the release…
Something Grand!
I remember a time when I was a child. My family was at Disney World and in line to ride the Jungle Cruise. The line was long, and it was hot. As my younger sister Kathleen and I wove in and out of the turnstiles…
Miracle in the Mess
This past Sunday, our family again made our annual trip to Boyd’s Christmas Tree farm to pick out a tree. It was a lovely day — sunny and just cool enough to warrant jackets and mittens (at least for me). We found our tree, and…
Simeon’s Song of Thanksgiving
Simeon took him in his arms and praised God (Luke 2:28). I don’t know why. For me, this is the season of tears. From Thanksgiving until the New Year, I cry easily. Over little things. A song on the radio. Seeing a poverty-stricken person. A commercial…
Remembering Our Golden Girl
Remembering our sweet Annabelle, whom we buried by the pond just several days ago — one year after her passing… I’d taken our sweet Annabelle to visit my friend and loving veterinarian Dr. Beth. She’d been acting unlike herself and was having difficulty going potty….
Celebrating My Children
(Reposted from several years ago — Though November is National Adoption Awareness Month, I celebrate being their mother EVERY day!) “He settles the barren woman in her home and makes her a happy mother of children.” (Psalm 113:9) Today my eldest child graduated from a…
Beautiful In His Time
Today was the day. The day when one knows summer’s over, and it’s time to prepare for the coming cold. The season of flowers has ended, and the time for falling leaves has arrived. So I rolled up my sleeves and stepped out into sunshine,…
In the Post Office in Pajamas
I’d gone to the post office in pajamas that morning — at first hesitating, because… well, I was in pajamas. I had no idea that the woman there would need to talk. I just knew I wanted to mail a present to a friend first…
For Shalom
Perhaps her name was Salome; after all, the Samaritan Woman certainly had a name. I wonder about her. Did she wake up that morning aware that her life would be forever changed by a man she’d never met? Or like many mornings, I wonder if…