We Forgot You
Ever heard that hurtful phrase before? It can be one of those times when our parent forgot to pick us up at school or be at our piano or dance recital or baseball game. Or an important phone call was expected, but never came because someone forgot us? I know those words and how deeply…
Embracing the Quiet
When Mom was still here on this side of heaven, my sis, Karen, and I talked a lot to her even when she was in a sound sleep. We knew her spirit could hear our words. That’s why I put the phone up to her ear when my children and grandchildren called the day before…
Thank You, God, for My GPS
When I am exercising on elliptical equipment or taking road trips, I often pass the time by listening to audiobooks. Right now, I’m listening to Christian Author Janet Oke’s audiobooks. Most all her works are stories from the early 1900’s. I hear the tales of those days when conveniences like telephones and cars were just…
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…
