Fighting our Battles on our Own
Imagine. We’re on a boat drifting down a calm river. Suddenly, the wind picks up. Waves begin tossing us around. Boatloads of water are coming in the boat. In a panic, we grab a bucket and start scooping water overboard as fast as we can. We’re sweating and wearing ourselves out, convinced that if we…
Life is Often Like a Wild Water Ride
Aw! Water! Refreshing, cool, thirst-quenching water. I’ve been packing a lot of water over the last week or so. The warmer weather and being outdoors requires it. But, today, I’m talking about the beautiful water features that I’ve been enjoying. My Austin family and I spent the last week at the Gulf of Texas’ Port…
When You Pass Through the Waters, I Will Be With You
I showed this map of the Sea of Galilee and the places of many of Jesus’ miracles to my kids when I was sharing with them about my recent trip to Israel. The question most of our tour group had was how could there ever be such winds and waves in this small body of…
Work Hard. Play Hard. Fall Hard.
This day is dedicated to my grandson (Happy Birthday Payton Wallace), and his wish for his 17th birthday TODAY, to be here at Marval Camp in Gore, Oklahoma. This first couple of pics are from Tuesday when we arrived here (note the coveted photo with the ginormous trout letting us know of things to come),…
Sometimes Life Gives You a 360
I was born in Dallas, Texas “a few” years ago! LOL! Then our son and daughter were born there, too. That makes us Texans through and through. When my Canadian husband, myself and our two children left Dallas in 1971 for Oklahoma, who knew there would be a “coming back home” someday — at least…