I saw so many beautiful doors on apartments and churches while traveling in Spain, and I remembered the door challenge. Here are a few of them. There were studded doors. There were a garage door that was simply beautiful. I couldn't speak the language but I knew not to park there.... Continue Reading →
I lost my heart in beautiful Elche, Spain, also known as Eli, Spain, for two languages are spoken there: Spanish and Valencian. Unfortunately, I could not speak either. But, I would love to go there to live, for it had so much beauty and as there is no white sand beaches, it is less touristy.... Continue Reading →
I think that of all that I crave to see again from our trips to Portugal and Spain, it is the ocean and the sea that I miss most. They changed colors according to the sky above in a dance as old as the earth itself. It was as if I see God in the... Continue Reading →
I wrote this for the other blog, The Humble Word Nerd, but I wanted to share it on this blog. When I see so much incivility and ugliness among people in restaurants and on buses and in airports, I wonder if the same people one insults today may not be the person you need in... Continue Reading →
The desire to survive is one of the greatest strengths that we have. There have been times in my life when, like the tree above, I have felt stuck in the concrete jungle, alone, and hanging on tenaciously to hope. It has been my steadfast belief that my life is guided by a power greater... Continue Reading →
With all the Black Friday sales and Cyber Monday hype, last Saturday on my 67th birthday, I discovered all over again the joy of a handmade gift. Douglas' daughter had her three children make "Nana Gina" birthday cards while I was at my daughter's house. When I returned to their home to spend the last... Continue Reading →
It would be easy for me to believe that maybe God is not so good, especially as I have suffered so much loss, pain, and trouble. But in the triumphs in my life, I have experienced God's unfailing love, protection, healing, and provision. Knowing that I have not done anything to deserve His help, I... Continue Reading →
I wrote this for Mindlovemisery's Menagerie Tale Weaver #197, a look at someone's life journey, and I wanted to share it with our followers on this blog. I had wrote about my son but I never put a picture to accompany the blogs, because I couldn't cope with seeing it, but now I am better... Continue Reading →
Alan gave up his job as a stockbroker to become a clown. In his experience, people tended to love clowns, with their funny faces, big feet, big noses, and carnations that squirted water. Clowns performed all kinds of foolish antics to make people laugh. But, lately, it's tough to get a laugh the old-fashioned way,... Continue Reading →
For the first time in 50 years, I am afraid of being a black person in America! After Dr. King was murdered, I worried about being killed because someone who had never met me felt that I did not belong in the country that I love. I remember quite vividly when a black male and... Continue Reading →
Help from Heaven 