Saying you feel blessed is relative. This means that we don't generally think in terms of being blessed until we speak to someone in a worst situation than we find ourselves, which is what happened to me. As I approach my 67th birthday in 10 days, I am so grateful for the modicum of health... Continue Reading →
I hate to report that there will not be a Psalm Wednesday post today. I have been so sick since we returned from Spain. I must have caught a cold on one of the return flights, for by the time we reached Atlanta to spend the night with family, I was jet lagged and already... Continue Reading →
To fully understand God takes personal experiences and a heart willing to be led. It is a lifelong pursuit, for each day a part of the picture of who God is to us and in us becomes less fuzzy and He becomes more real to us. The psalm for today is Psalm 90, the oldest... Continue Reading →
Time can get away from us, as we struggle each day to make ends meet. Today, I want to remind everyone over 50 of every race and ethnicity, particularly black women and men, to have a colonoscopy, or one of the other tests for colon cancer, performed as soon as possible. Colon cancer is a... Continue Reading →
Hate that creates distance between us Must be challenged by all each day. Name-calling and fear mongering Is never the correct or moral way. There cannot be anything so precious to possess, Not power, love, money, or even fame, That we are willing to hurt others by Calling them by an awful, racist and sexist... Continue Reading →
As I sit lookiñg out on the Mediterranean Sea, I think of how blessed I am to just be alive. Never in my wildest dreams when I was a twenty-something young wife and mother of four children who was nearly beaten to death did I think that one day I would travel the world enjoying... Continue Reading →
As we left church on Sunday, Douglas and I knew that we would not be back at church until October 28, as we are leaving for Spain on Saturday. So, I was quite surprised when the associate pastor advised me that she was looking forward to my sermon for First Wednesday, a regular weekly feature... Continue Reading →
Written for the September Writing Prompts by Putting My Feet in the Dirt: the absence of her. As I am writing my memoir, I cannot help but remember my sister. Her name was Joann, and she was the strongest person that I have ever known at a compact 5 feet, 2 inches tall. She was... Continue Reading →
On last Sunday, as we were driving to church, I said to Douglas, "Our marriage works because we like each other, not just love each other. When we argue, it is our liking each other that makes us quick to forgive." This rumination derived from how easy we were together Sunday morning after some harsh... Continue Reading →
Fiction written for the 100 Word Wednesday Challenge by Bikurgurl As five-year-old Sadie stepped into the book store, she gaped at the sheer numbers of books to be read. It was entering a candy store, but with books to be devoured one at a time! Here was a feast she could enjoy for the rest... Continue Reading →
Help from Heaven 