Healing Waters
I saw this photo I took years ago on my timeline, and here comes today’s blog. I remember those waters. My daughter and I were in a kayak in Broken Bow Lake, OK. I was looking back from whence we came. We maneuvered ourselves around that obstruction, away from those rushing waters. Rushing waters, still…
Listening for His Voice Matters
My Canadian cousin was here in Austin last week so I missed seeing him because Carl and I were on our honeymoon. We made it home late Sunday night and early Monday morning we were both headed to the election polls where we serve in this Early Voting election process. So, we never could connect…