Momma… Pause! Momma, pause in the present! Momma, pause to pray… Momma, pause to lift your burdens to the Lord… Momma, pause to feel…

It has been scientifically proven that when we are “triggered,” we can train our brains to choose the grateful road to travel…

They say that writers are readers… it may be so! Or maybe we’re just word collectors? At our local outreach ministry thrift store, every Thursday is a book sale: ALL THE BOOKS YOU CAN FIT INTO A BAG FOR $2.00! Pictured is my two bags for $4.00! The store clerk even carried them to my vehicle for me! Part of the fun of thrifting books is looking through the shelves for treasures that cost a little bit of nothing! It’s a relaxing, therapeutic mission with the byproduct of help

My thoughts upon hearing the current song “String Cheese” are penned. Have you heard the song written by Heather Harper?

After the days of Bright white snow, The Master Artist Had an art show! “Mom, Come and see The sunset tonight!”

After the fire… 8 years ago… Only the Lord knows the gamut of mixed emotions I’m feeling as I saw this picture today.

To number my days means I must be cognizant of what day it is and aware of the possible number of days I might have left on earth.

He knows our need and delights in our coming to Him. We need not a human priest to reach Him nor man-made clichés to chant; we need a heart

August 21, 2021. Four years with the Lord. Many thoughts flood my mind on this ordinary, yet significant day in my history. Today. A...

When sunshine disappears into the night We sometimes long for morning to come. In the hours of waiting, we can rest in Him- Our living Light

If your Valentine’s Day did not include a love note, read this one. It was written for you! Nothing can separate us from the love of God -

When we have the peace of God in our hearts, we can bring peace and goodwill to others. We glorify God when we exhibit peace on earth.

When Veteran’s Day is remembered each year, my thoughts naturally go to my own father who has moved to Heaven ahead of us.

Seven years ago on October 6, about 7:00 pm, the parsonage caught on fire while we were home. We did not have renter’s insurance…

46 years of Jesus as my Savior and Shepherd! I remember this decision or acceptance of the gift of salvation at age 9. He is a wonderful...

Sometimes, I have too many words to write. Sometimes, I have no words at all. Sometimes, the words are too sacred to share.

Grief written in words offers release to our own souls and connection to strengthen others.

Listen to the words of this hymn given for the Lord today at church. Do you know Jesus? Is He your friend? Is He your world?

Over 11 million gallons of herbicides were sprayed in Vietnam between 1965 and 1971. My Dad returned home alive from military service…

Though this hymn is usually sung very quickly, I like to slow it down on occasion and ponder the words which remind me Who Jesus is!