This is a timely article from Becky Dingle. I know I would like more pockets.
Sometimes You Just Gotta Speak Up: Sunday Writing Prompt
Each day as she looks with sadness at the carpet That graces their bedroom floor, Ginny wishes that she had spoken up, Rather than being mad as she left the store. Her husband had agreed that she would Have equal say on the choice that was made. But, when he settled on the carpet of... Continue Reading →
Peace in a Cup of Tea: First Line Friday
A perfectly brewed cup of tea can’t fix everything. But, it came close one special night! I learned the nearly medicinal balm of a perfectly brewed cup of tea from the wonderful lady who owned the bed and breadfast where I stayed during my trip to London. Her name was Kathy, and she seemed to... Continue Reading →
Walking on Water with Faith: Sunday Devotion
Matthew 14: 25-31 Shortly before dawn Jesus went out to them, walking on the lake. When the disciples saw him walking on the lake, they were terrified. “It’s a ghost,” they said, and cried out in fear. But Jesus immediately said to them: “Take courage! It is I. Don’t be afraid.” Lord, if it’s you,” Peter replied, “tell me... Continue Reading →
A Personal Trainer is Self-Inflicted Gain for a Weight-Loss Journey
I started working out twice a week with a personal trainer. I needed help with my balance, finding myself falling toward the wall or railing when I walked up and down the stairs to the basement where the treadmill resides. I also wanted help with maintaining my weight, so I signed up for twelve personal... Continue Reading →
The Prodigal Blogger Returns, Again!
I had a crisis of content! I found myself just reacting to other people's prompts, but not really adding content that signified what my blog site was meant to represent. As a result, I stopped feeling motivated to write, and I lost the passion and the words to do so. Nearly every day, I prayed... Continue Reading →
Will the Real America Please Stand Up: Weekend Writing Prompt
It's eerie what's happened, America has become a place of desolation. Hate-filled language disguised as the words of God Always alters a democratic nation. Written for the Weekend Writing Prompt #210 from Sammiscribbles: Eerie in 24 words. The words of Zechariah 7:14 inspired the poem.
The Sweetness of Being a Child of God: Sunday Devotion
Hosea 11:4 I led them with cords of human kindness, with ties of love. To them I was like one who lifts a little child to the cheek, and I bent down to feed them. Being a member of the oldest generation of my family and the family matriarch or patriarch can mean that everyone... Continue Reading →
The Fruits of Self-Control and Patience in My Success at Losing Weight
Self-control has been the fruit of the Holy Spirit, as listed in Galatians 5:22-23, along with patience, that I have struggled with nearly all of my life. Deciding to lose weight meant that I had to find a way to use these two virtues, if I were to be successful. My love of sweets and... Continue Reading →
Worship is Easy in a Garden!
To see the young boy grinning, Holding two warty frogs in his hands, Gave me so much pleasure and peace, Almost more than anyone could stand. The growth of the flowers around me Served as a prerequisite to the joy I felt. And the blow to my heart was so complete That in worship to... Continue Reading →
