Better late than never is a cliche, but there is a hint of truth in every cliche, and this one fits us to a T. There is truly wonder in the gift of later-life love that leaves me in awe of the Creator. Wonder defines a feeling of surprise mingled with admiration, and it is... Continue Reading →
Commentators say that today people do not change their minds on issues, even when presented with the "facts." What is a fact? It is a statement that is indisputably the case, meaning a reality or a certainty. So, I started to think about some statements that I believe are indisputably real and certain. Here is... Continue Reading →
I became a grandmother when I was 31 years old. That was not the typical age for beginning this new role. Please, don't start counting on your fingers trying to decide what age I was when I first gave birth (age 24), for I transitioned to this new status so early because I adopted my... Continue Reading →
Growing up, I never lived in a house that had a pet in it. Occasionally, I would feed a stray dog or cat, but then Mama would remind me that if you started feeding them, they would never leave, and we just could not afford another mouth to feed. My best friend's family always had... Continue Reading →
Today, the oldest daughter of my late son, Malcolm, gave birth to a baby boy, and she named him, Malachi Dewayne, a slightly different first name but the same middle name. The picture I received of young Malachi touched my heart and sent it reeling in joy and thankfulness. I also cried today, and as... Continue Reading →
A National Public Radio (NPR) program reminded me of when I sat in my apartment feeling depressed. I was struggling with college courses, getting behind, and cutting myself off from my college friends because seeing them reminded me that I wasn’t getting the work done. Being cut off just put me into a deeper depression.... Continue Reading →
Immediately after I became a Christian, I hitchhiked from California to South Dakota but had my plans not work out. I then hitchhiked down to Colorado (adding more wildness to the trip) to look up my new Christian friends, who after their conference ended, took me back to their home town of Moscow (Idaho.) There,... Continue Reading →
I am always amazed at the huge capacity of some people to feel pity, sympathy, and concern for the misfortunes and sufferings of others. They possess what I call "compassionate hearts." If you have ever been bullied or harassed, then you may understand better what I mean by the term. Remember that person who stood... Continue Reading →
There are certain necessities in life that must be fulfilled for life, physically and spiritually, to continue: water, food, and love. So, it is fitting that when one of the three is missing that we will do anything to satisfy the longing, so that life can return to some semblance of normality. I once stole... Continue Reading →
Being alone for me was a defense mechanism, a means by which to avoid the conflict and anxiety of being bullied. Mama and I shared a three-room apartment, with a living room, bedroom, and a kitchen. For Mama, the living room was her sanctuary, bedroom, and bar, a place where she drank alone and often.... Continue Reading →
Help from Heaven 