In the Waiting Room
I’ve had my share of hospital waiting rooms — waiting while someone is having surgery or waiting for the birth of a precious baby. In both cases, while we’re waiting, a transformation is taking place. Parts of the body that were diseased or broken are being removed or repaired. And, joyfully, waiting to see and…
These are the Moments
It isn’t the money in my wallet or the car I drive or home I live in. It isn’t the TV show that makes me laugh or the movie I see that inspires me. Nothing can compare with the priceless gratitude moments that represent my favorite things. As I was writing this blog after just…
Was Jesus at Your Table?
This day after Thanksgiving comes with relaxation for those that poured their hearts and souls into their grand Thanksgiving feast day. They prepared for the day — baking, cooking, cleaning up – with the best part that makes it all worth it, being so thankful to serve and embrace family time together. Relaxation on this…
Thankful is an Understatement
Happy Thanksgiving! I am so grateful for YOU, my beloved family and friends who are ever-afters. What are “ever-afters”? Those are the ones who aren’t with us for just a day, just a reason, or just a season. Ever-afters are those who we grab their hand and shoulder-to-shoulder, heart to heart live our lives with…
Let the Dead Leaves Fall
Happy Thanksgiving Eve!I decorated for Christmas before Thanksgiving — mainly because I would soon head out for East Texas for our family celebrations. I wanted my Christmas décor out and displayed when I arrived back home. I clearly didn’t skip over Fall because I saw it in all its glory yesterday as I made my…
Ours are the Hands
At the Vincentian Family Center last Saturday, I was privileged to share the morning devotion with the “team”. Those who follow me on Facebook or my website know that I am a deep well and drawing from that well is way more than anyone would need to hear. “Little” said often comes with a “bigger”…
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’s Hands of Protection
My grandson, 22-year-old Payton, came down to Austin from Dallas to be part of the 16th birthday celebration for Bryson. Bonus was he stayed with me and got my Christmas decorations in for me. Of course that puts me into “protective mode”. Meaning, when he departed yesterday morning, I prayed God’s hands of protection over…
Controlling What I Can and Cannot
I felt a tug at the edge of my shirt and looked down to identify the perpetrator. He is a goat, black and white with horns that could really hurt if he chose to wallop me with them. His name is Oreo. He has a personality of grit and determination. He lets his peers know…
One Day Heaven Next Day Heaven-on-Earth
Yesterday, my blog was about my Sweetheart’s debut into heaven, November 16, 2010. The day after, November 17th, there was much to be done in funeral preparation. But, sandwiched in between our “earth” to do list, was a heaven-on-earth mindset. Papa was basking in heavenly peace and our little Bryson James Wuerch had his 4th…