A quick and handy guide to get your lists and life under the control of a life-settling Savior!
Hello Lisa. Happy Mother’s Day. I drove past St Pauls Church. I saw your tree in full bloom. My eyes welled up with tears as I remembered you, my precious fellow mother. I remember days we stood side-by-side watching our girls do crazy things. I remember when they appeared coated head to toe in farm … Continue reading The Extra Mother
There’s 52 years difference. That doesn’t matter. We’re a team. We’re singing buddies. Well folks, I’m singing and dancing again. I’ve joined a beautiful cast of performers in Godspell. Our ages range from 15 years to 68. Would you like to guess who’s 68? Godspell is not only a beautiful story of redemption and love, … Continue reading Oldster Belts Songs or…Life is a Stage, You’d Better Get Your Act Together
I want to thank whoever plopped the dried out potted geranium next to the trash can, I drove by, backed up, and placed it in my trunk. Gosh! I think I can save this flower! When I finally got home later that day, I pulled my treasured pot from it’s hiding place next to the … Continue reading Junkyard Geranium
I followed the back roads to get home. I drove past long-forgotten places. They sagged with history and, sometimes, poverty. The highway would’ve been faster, but I like the back roads. They hold secret treasures. Bumpus Mills was an unlikely town hidden on a hillside. I passed a mechanics garage and Bumpus Mills Baptist Church. … Continue reading The Back Roads
- Have you taken a road trip lately? My life seems to be one big road trip these days. I’ve been in trains, planes and cars. I just rumbled back down the road after a three-day car trip and two weeks far away. - What a whirlwind! I’ve been north of New York and south … Continue reading Road Trips
Sometimes you just have to take a risk. When your loved one leaves you after 40 years, you’re alone. That, in and of itself, is a risk. I’m an old woman but I refuse to succumb to fear. I won’t be robbed of adventure. I won’t be discouraged. Camping alone is a little risky. Beautiful … Continue reading Risks and Rewards and Renewal
A wise person told me we won’t have much to give if we don’t fill up every once in a while. This is a story of filling. I wasn’t dressed for a snowy walk. I headed to the post office in leaky rubber clogs and an old tattered sweatshirt. No gloves. I grabbed my … Continue reading Fill ‘er Up.
Slowing down a minute to drop this note. In the future I’ll be sharing more about how this Type A “cracked pot” became shattered, but...for today... I want to let you know how I have the power to become new...even at the old age of 66! First...a question: ✅ Is there something missing in your … Continue reading Shattered Pot…Made New
I sat in the sun today. There. I admit it. I walked the path in the windy, sunlit afternoon. Down the path, over the curve, the sun dazzled me. It kissed my cheeks and warmed my neck. That’s why I just sat right down… and stayed there. There was a convenient bed of … Continue reading Most Thankful
I almost didn’t go. After all, why waste the gas? Besides....I’m sick of crying. Who goes to a cemetery on Labor Day, for goodness sake? I’ll admit I was feeling down. I’ve lost some good friends lately. I was alone at home on a family weekend and life seemed...well, unfair. I made myself go. It’s … Continue reading Well Done, Good and Faithful Servant
Confessions of a Type A Woman 