“We should name him Nemo,” I teased as we lowered our tiny goldfish into the backyard pond. But then, there were those two cute dots at the base of his tail and two bigger dots on his tail fins. “How about Duce?” my husband suggested. “Perhaps Dos?” I countered. And so, it was decided; his name would be Ducy-Dos. We were happy and so was our goldfish, but that changed the day of the accident. While we were cleaning the … Continue reading →
“Lord God,” Earle cried, “help me to find my ewe. She’s been lost in this blizzard since mornin’ an’ she’s pregnant.” Earle brushed a tear from his eye, leaned forward in the saddle, and gave his horse, Cooper, his full rein. “Find ‘er!” Cooper sensed Earle’s urgency and broke into a lope. He spotted the ewe only because Cooper dodged her, prancing with high steps. “Come ‘ere, lady!” Earle said, gliding out of the saddle. He brushed snow from the … Continue reading →
Recently, while I was worshiping, I closed my eyes, and saw Jesus’ eyes as Lion’s eyes. I was taken aback, and so I asked Him to show me again. He didn’t. It was just one glimpse, and that was it. Immediately, I knew He was revealing Himself as the Lion of Judah. I thought about this for days. His eyes were amazing! In Revelation 5:5b KJV, John the Disciple writes, “Behold, the Lion of the tribe of Judah, the Root … Continue reading →
While shoppers hurried into the mall to escape the winter winds, I was acutely aware of one man who, instead, was ambling to the entrance, methodically tapping his cane. He touched the door. Then he paced ten steps away. Dropping to his knees, he placed his hat on the ground for tips and pulled an instrument from his tattered jacket. With recorder flute in hand, the man played Silent Night, The First Noel, and Drummer Boy. I was enthralled by … Continue reading →
Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends. John 15:13 Frankie propped his Ba-Ba Bear on top of the sofa, waiting for the mail truck to arrive. Michelle also waited, quietly reading a primer, while glancing out the window at intervals. Would Mema’s gifts come today? For these two, this would mark the beginning of the Christmas season. Meanwhile, Mama stirred a pot of potato soup. She ladled out the ham … Continue reading →
So let each one give as he purposes in his heart, not grudgingly, or of necessity; for God loves a cheerful giver. 2 Corinthians 9:7 NKJV CHRISTMAS MORNING Sparkling, sun-kissed snow caused puddles to form on the cobblestone sidewalk. Tiny streams meandered toward the red brick steps leading to the veranda. White colonnades, wooden rockers, and potted evergreens added elegance to this stately home. It was a picturesque morning. That is, it would have been, except for the turmoil within. … Continue reading →
She hath washed my feet with her tears, and wiped them with the hairs of her head. Luke 7:44b It was “Wash Day.” Elise got right to work. She separated the laundry into piles, loaded the washer, and reached for the cleaning agents. She meticulously measured bleach, detergent, and fabric softener, pouring each into their respective receptacles. She hit the start button, and turned away. As Elise glanced at the remaining piles, she realized the white clothes were still on … Continue reading →
As my car crawled along the automated car wash track, my thoughts drifted to times past, when my husband and I would take our children through the car wash for the express purpose of playing, “Watch the Bubbles.” “Daddy, my bubble is racing yours!” our son would say. “Mine is turning swishy circles!” our daughter would say. I stroked my silver-streaked hair and prayed, “God, my children are grown, so why do I still want to watch bubbles?” Just then, … Continue reading →
“We should name him Nemo,” I teased as we lowered our goldfish into the backyard pond. But then, there were those two cute dots on his tail. “How about Duce?” my husband suggested. “Perhaps Dos?” I countered. And so, it was decided; his name would be Ducy-Dos. We were happy and so was our goldfish, but that changed the day of the accident. While we were cleaning the pond, Ducy-Dos tumbled into the pump housing. For weeks, I kept the … Continue reading →
