A Switch Changed My Perspective
A switch? What is a switch? That was a slim tree branch that my mama used to swat my legs and straighten my attitude out when I was a little girl. That swat made a lot of difference in turning my wrongs to rights! Never would I have ever considered my precious mom’s correction as…
God Called an Audible
I was already writing my blog yesterday about humility and kindness before this encounter. So this is the sequel to that blog. My loyal, faithful, comfortable, resting place extraordinaire, cozy brown recliner had to go. At least my children thought so. It didn’t go with the new contemporary furniture and accessories that now donned my…