Raised in the 1950s and 1960s, there were standards for how women dressed and carried themselves to be viewed as a "good" girl. Any violations of those standards subjected young women to awful name-calling, and their reputations were ruined. I did not want to be viewed as a "bad" girl. I dressed modestly, I didn't... Continue Reading →
I Hope My Love For Humanity Comes Through
Daily writing promptTell us one thing you hope people say about you.View all responses I love people, not in a romantic way, of course, but I hopeit shows in my actions. That means being compassionate, caring, helpful, and remarking on people's value and worth. I hope that my smile relays to others I meet that... Continue Reading →
Let 2025 Be a Year of Restoration for the World!
Art part of the GIANTS exhibit, High Museum of Art, Atlanta, GA. January 3, 2025 Hosea 6: 1-2 “Come, let us return to the Lord. He has torn us to pieces but he will heal us; he has injured us but he will bind up our wounds. After two days he will revive us;on the... Continue Reading →
Preaching With One-Day’s Notice Reminds Me to Always Be Ready
Our pastor has COVID. She had been trying to call me but was using my husband's number. I finally connected with her, and when she asked if I would preach the next day on the scripture she was going to use about mustard-seed faith, I knew that I needed more than 24 hours to study... Continue Reading →
Let Love Be Eternal and Faithful: A New Year’s Devotion
Lamentations 3:19-26 I remember my affliction and my wandering, the bitterness and the gall. I well remember them, and my soul is downcast within me. Yet this I call to mind and therefore I have hope: Because of the Lord’s great love we are not consumed, for his compassions never fail. They are new every morning; great is your... Continue Reading →
Doing Your Best–September 6th
Michael from Mindlovemisery's Menagerie challenged bloggers to examine the concept of doing your best. For me, doing your best used to mean being perfect at wherever I was attempting to do. When my children were younger and all were still yet home, we had Bible study once a week. Of course, they hated it, but... Continue Reading →
Help from Heaven 