God is Good. All the Time.
A stand-by familiar chorus sung at church, church camps and other gatherings had very simple lyrics: “God is so good. God is so good. God is so good. He’s so good to me.” As a child, I remember my go-to prayer at the dinner table. Not because I had a tight relationship with Gid, but…
Total Recall Matters
Monday, my 54-years-of-life son ran his 54th 26.2 marathon. And it gets better. It was his 13th-in-a-row Boston Marathon run. That is enough to celebrate, but for this mama, it represents “Nothing is impossible with God!” These photos represent God’s goodness and mercies, which includes our precious Shawntel who is Ryan’s most devoted cheerleader and…
Are You Buff, Toned, and Muscle-Bound?
Me? No! My grandsons? Oh. My. Soul. They are muscular hunks. The oldest is a body builder and competes at an extreme level. And the youngest two spend one to two hours a day in the gym. They are athletes and working out is a regimen that gives them confidence and super athletic abilities. And…