God’s Hands of Protection
My grandson, 22-year-old Payton, came down to Austin from Dallas to be part of the 16th birthday celebration for Bryson. Bonus was he stayed with me and got my Christmas decorations in for me. Of course that puts me into “protective mode”. Meaning, when he departed yesterday morning, I prayed God’s hands of protection over…
I Just Want a Gold Star
I was in a bit of a funk yesterday. Even though I’ve succeeded at getting quite a few household things done, as well as served in many ways during this time of quarantine, and posted my daily blog, still I’m not satisfied. As the doors for restaurants, businesses, and even my church are starting to…
What Distracts Us From Who is Most Important
While taking my 14-year-old grandson to school yesterday, he asked me whether I had read C.S. Lewis’ book, “The Screwtape Letters”, as it is his required reading for English this semester. I hadn’t, though I have great respect for C.S. Lewis’ notoriety as one of the premier writers of his times and, even now, his…