A quick and handy guide to get your lists and life under the control of a life-settling Savior!
In a time when there seems to be a lot of shouting, I’m listening to whispers today. History whispers. I listen and learn. If you take time to explore, you find hidden treasures. Listen to the whisper: Remember God. God is central to our country’s history, heritage and hopeful future. Dear friends, Don’t … Continue reading History Whispers: Don’t Forget God
I’ve been sharing my Top Ten Tips to Cope for the past few months. Since I’m 67, well, you can guess it’s taken me a while to figure out this coping stuff. I’m still working on it. But, life and loss (and God’s help!) through the years have taught me a few tough lessons. Today’s … Continue reading The Work of Healing
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
I’m taking a walk today. I’m sick, but that’s OK. I steer clear of others. I’m walking the alleys by everyone’s back door. You can learn a lot from back doors. I find them so very very charming. A back door is personal. It’s where we lean the wheelbarrow. It’s where the ladder hangs. It’s … Continue reading Back Door Bible Study
I really didn’t feel good. Besides, it was cloudy and rainy outside. - Good excuse to hide out. But there were bills to pay. I needed to deliver checks. —Didn’t somebody say fresh air helps the common cold and cough? Donning my sweat pants and ski cap, I was off to walk the streets of … Continue reading Home
- 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
It’s harvest time. Nope. I’m not a farmer. In a lot of ways, however, I’m experiencing harvest. I’m getting uprooted. I’m moving around. If it was up to me, I’d stay in the soil I started in. Familiar soil is predictable. Familiar soil is comfortable. Life can churn up familiar soil. Hard things happen. Plans … Continue reading Lord of the Harvest
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
Too much change. God, my heart can’t take any more. I’m alone! I’m so tired of moving alone. But… reality screamed It’s time to move. My rental lease was not renewed. So…I left my Healing Garden. I left my country retreat. God moved me to town. God helped me take part of my Healing Garden … Continue reading Coping with Change…and Growing
I’ve been on the move. I need to settle down. I need to talk about sitting in sorrow. There’s a lot to be said for sitting and observing what’s going on around you, even in tough times. Of course, no one wants to be in an uncomfortable place very long. We want to get away … Continue reading Settle Down
Confessions of a Type A Woman 