Singing Our Faith
My mama had a way of getting through the toughest days — she sang her faith. Whether she was caring for my sick daddy or guiding me, her songs were like prayers set to melody. They carried her through sleepless nights and busy days, reminding me that singing is one of the purest ways to…
God is Still in Control
We’re in the thick of “He said, She said. They said. Let him go, Let him stay!” The race for our next president is intensifying. I married a man passionate about our election privileges and responsibilities, so we keep vigil in our actions, reactions, and prayers. Time flies in the election process, and soon we’ll…
It’s Time to Trust God More Than Ever
Trust doesn’t come easy for everyone – especially when we listen to skeptics and anti-faith dealers. I am not a frequent news watcher, but because my dear husband is a strong proponent in our election process, he stays tuned into politics and most important info hitting the airwaves. Often, I’ll lend my ear to what…
The World Needs a STABLE Influence
Tomorrow is Christmas Eve. Since the first store put out their Christmas displays and decorations, we’ve been under the inflSince September and the first store put out their Christmas displays and decorations, we’ve been under the influence of the Christmas season. Game was on for that store to sell, sell, sell and we to buy,…
Living Our Faith Out Loud
October 4, 2021 – I post my blog at 4:31 am. At 10:39 am CST – Facebook and Instagram — DOWN! What is going on? Is my internet down again? No, because I’m connecting to other sites. Have I been hacked? OR, like so many other Christian voices on social media I think: “Have I…
Our Rich Family History
My friend posted this beautiful photo on her timeline a few days ago. She was in Pocahontas, Illinois. I commented: “I have family roots that go back to John Rolfe and Pocahontas. They were our 10th generation grandparents. Yay! I’m multi-racial! There’s a tiny percentage of Native American in me! And I thought I had…
Our Rich Family History
Last Sunday as we sat around the table, we talked about our “first memories” as a child. Larry said: “I was very young and my mom and I lived in a small one-bedroom apartment. The little fold-up bed I slept on had a plastic cover on the mattress and the sound of the plastic when…
Living Our Christianity Out-Loud — “One Another Living”
Yesterday on FB, I saw this first photo of two family members with opposing opinions about who our next Texas Senator should be. The caption read: “This Longhorn fan prefers Ted Cruz. This Aggie fan prefers Beto. We may not agree on political candidates, but we definitely agree that relationships matter more than politics. Our…
What Distracts Us From Who is Most Important
While taking my 14-year-old grandson to school yesterday, he asked me whether I had read C.S. Lewis’ book, “The Screwtape Letters”, as it is his required reading for English this semester. I hadn’t, though I have great respect for C.S. Lewis’ notoriety as one of the premier writers of his times and, even now, his…
Is Love Debatable?
I get amused at my 18-year-old grandson because, from all his four years of speech and debate experience with the NCFCA (National Christian Forensics & Communications Association), he can sure hold his own when it comes to debating an issue with someone. I was completely entertained when I watched his dad and him debate the…