It’s raining. There is at times a delicate mist in the air, and times when the silence is disrupted by the tap-tap-tap on the windows and the gentle rumble...
I am a hunter, and I am a gatherer – a warrior and a princess. There is something about seeking and finding and treasuring that has value beyond measure....
The words were written in 1973 by a seasoned television news veteran. They are still as meaningful and beautiful today. Read them and read them again – and share...
love came down from heaven. love still dwells among us. love has a name. emmanuel. Happy Christmas. Howdy, and welcome to the place I store all manner of thoughts...
A friend once shared her dilemma with me. She had a beautiful backyard – a sanctuary really. Flowers bloomed everywhere, and the canopy of the trees offered welcome shelter...
I snuggle under the warm quilt as the day breaks outside, and my mind drifts in a sleepy, still jetlagged fog to another world. The cold outside and Christmas...
There are days I long for Eden. That “before this world broke down because of sin” place where I just know everything would be perfect – where there would...
A smile costs nothing but gives much. It enriches those who receive without making poorer those who give. It takes but a moment, but the memory of it sometimes...
“They are like trees growing beside a stream, trees that produce fruit in season and always have leaves. Those people succeed in everything they do.” ~Psalm 1 “…What counts is your life. Is it green...