Keep Your Eyes on the Ball
I heard the cutest dad story.A father wanted to help his 7-year-old son with baseball. He’d taken him to practice, thrown pitches, done all the right things –but he admitted, “I don’t really know what to tell him!” So he asked a friend. The answer?“He’s seven. Just tell him one thing — WATCH THE BALL!”…
Oh, To Have My Father’s Eyes and Heart
We’re back home in Austin after a most blessed few days in Nashville for my granddaughter’s wedding — and yes, I’m still floating somewhere between joy and exhaustion! But today, before I start humming again, I’m pausing to simply be — to soak in all that God created us to be and to realize just…
And God said……”Ta-da!”
It doesn’t take much to be show-offs, act like show-offs and get peaved about some gnarly, ghastly, risque show-offs. They are everywhere in music, movies, social media and beyond. Today, I’ll focus on — not show-offs — but the children of Almighty God. My granddaughter loved wearing princess dresses. Right from the start, she was…
My Eyes Saw His Eyes
From my comfy chair, I look across my living area into the kitchen. My eyes see His eyes. Those eyes on my refrigerator were a gift that had been strategically placed under the guests’ clear plates at a women’s meeting. They were awe-inspiring then, and this day those eyes meet mine again. I know those…