I love my mom, perhaps more than ever. My mom has dementia. I’ve talked about it before HERE. I know that her days on this earth are numbered. (Although technically, all of our days are numbered; we just don’t think about it when we are younger.) When I was a child, Mom and I didn’t… Read More Mothering Mother
Today, please Lord, Let me not be Like sour milk That ruins a Good cup of tea; No matter How much Sugar I add The tea still tastes Really bad. But rather let Me be like You Saying and Doing like You want me to. May Your sweetness Overflow So Your goodness My life will… Read More No to Sour Milk
Almost a month ago, before things got super busy, and before I started memorizing the book of John, I started this post on the encouragement found in 2 Samuel 22:36b The NASB just says, “Your help makes me great,” which is already an inspiring thought! A few other translations say, “You stoop down to make… Read More Gentle Jesus
Do you know how to get gold out of a gold mine? I don’t know all the technological advances of how it is done today, but the short answer is, We dig for it. We go down deep. We take a light and search carefully and diligently, hoping not to… Read More Finding the Gold in Others
On our way to visit family for Thanksgiving, we drive mile after mile, passing hundreds of other vehicles that represent drivers from many walks of life. We pass FedEx trucks – (got to be on time!); the farm truck with hay hanging out the back; utility vans and trucks with ladders; semis hauling goods to… Read More Ruts – Am I stuck?
I remember playing this game when I was a child. Did you ever play it? One person was “it”. She got to give the commands: “Red Light!” And everyone had to stop. “Green Light!” And everyone got to go again. The first person that reached the person who was “it” got to be “it”, and… Read More Red Light! Green Light!
Who is the real you? There’s the you that strangers see. Hopefully, if you are sincere and honest in how you behave in public, this is a part of the real you, the outer layer so to speak. Then there’s the you that your friends see. And depending on which friend you are spending time… Read More Layers of Real
Memories are connected to smells, both the good ones and bad ones. The smell of salt water near the ocean, The smell of a cool breeze after a hot summer day, The smell of an attic or basement, The smell of rain, The smell of pine at Christmas. Or, you open the door and take… Read More Smells Permeate
“I will bless the LORD at all times; His praise shall continually be in my mouth.” (Psalm 34:1 NASB) Wa-wa-wait a minute! Back up a second! What did that say? Praise. Continually? You mean I can’t yell at my kids when they make me mad? Praise. Continually. You mean I can’t insult that driver that… Read More Praise is beautiful on you
I’ve been thinking about Rahab in the Bible. She was a prostitute, and she lied to save enemy spies lives, not to mention that she was committing treason against her own people in so doing. But she had heard of the great things that God had been doing for His people. Somehow the news had… Read More Who loves today’s Rahabs?