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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
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
Sometimes I walk a windswept beach. An orange ball dips. Golden light settles on the horizon. Sunset prize over, other beach walkers move back inside. I’m alone. I walk and let the dark shore cloak me. Peace pulls at my toes. Weary waves sing me home. Sometimes I walk down 21 stairsteps to a mosaic … Continue reading Don’t Worry: Walk!
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
She doesn’t like hats. I try to put them on her little moppet head. She pulls them off. I tell her she needs a hat to keep the sun off. She ignores me and chews on her hat. I give up and put a different hat on her head, tying it quickly below a baby … Continue reading A Walk with Winnie
"I am not saying this because I am in need, for I have learned to be content whatever the circumstances." --Philippians 4:11 Walking for a "Type A" woman could be considered a misnomer. When I take a "walk," I usually walk/race with a mission in mind, be it exercise or hammering out some angry energy. … Continue reading The Type A Lady Takes a Walk (and discovers a secret!)
Type A folks tend to have a lot of pent-up energy. I really can't sit still for very long. As the song goes, "These boots are made for walking." Walking can be a good time to talk to God. I may start out in my mad dash, but, if I'm talking to God, pretty soon, … Continue reading A Parking Lot Walk…and a Lesson in Marriage
Confessions of a Type A Woman 