Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you. For everyone who asks receives; he who seeks finds; and to him who knocks, the door will be opened. ~Mathew 7:7-8 NIV The Hunt at Easter Easter morning is always an exciting and bustling time within our household as my granddaughters search for Easter eggs. Parents have cleverly hidden these goodies, and the girls must search diligently to … Continue reading →
My eyes are always on the Lord, for he will pull my feet out of the net. ~Psalm 25:15 CSB Eyes on Me I took my grandkids to the playground at the park. Everywhere I looked, kids were climbing, sliding, and jumping. Picking out a nearby bench, I rested and watched their antics. Big smiles lit their faces until my six-year-old tripped and fell. Immediately, she cried and looked for me. From my bench, I could see the anguish in … Continue reading →
Her sister, Mary, sat at the Lord’s feet, listening to what he taught. ~Luke 10:39 NLT Of all the stores my grandfather delivered ice cream to, the one where the dog sat on my foot was my favorite. Who would have guessed I would learn lessons from a dog on a foot? Aside from a few chain pharmacies, gas stations, and small-town grocery stores, Mom-and-Pop stores ran the retail world. Small stores owned by local people. Stores where customers could … Continue reading →
For I want very much to see you, so that I may impart to you some spiritual gift to strengthen you. ~Romans 1:11 CSB My five-year-old granddaughter peeked at the Christmas gifts under my tree. She bent over one box and read her name. “This one is for me!” She looked up. “Are there any more for me?” Physical Blessings I smiled. “That’s all for now. Isn’t that enough? Do you even remember your gifts from last year? What was … Continue reading →
I am able to do all things through Him who strengthens me. ~Philippians 4:13 CSB What are you thinking? I thought as my eight-year-old son hung his head and said, “I can’t do anything. I always mess up.” The Thinking Problem The grandmother in me rushed to encourage him. “That’s not right. You can do lots of things.” I looked into his eyes. “The first thing you must do is drop that negative attitude and remember who your Father is.” … 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 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. The Argument … Continue reading →
Every good thing given and every perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of lights, with whom there is no variation or shifting shadow. ~James 1:17 NASB2020 “What do you want to be when you grow up?” I asked my grandkids. We were in a cabin in the mountains, and their parents were at dinner while I babysat. To keep them entertained and fill the time, I decided to play the question game. Even though their ages … Continue reading →
The tongue can bring death or life; those who love to talk will reap the consequences. ~Proverbs 18:21 NLT I never knew what might erupt from our second-oldest grandson. What our speech reveals can surprise the best of us. Near the beginning of one summer, he developed a case of strep throat. My wife and I noticed a rash on his face. Then, later, he opened his mouth wide for some unknown reason, and my wife noticed white spots covering … Continue reading →
I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith. ~2 Timothy 4:7 CSB The riding lawn mower circled my front yard with my grandson, Rhodes, at the wheel, receiving his first mowing lesson from Dad. But he had trouble staying the course. I believe God gave children a dad because grandmas, like me, would lock them up where they would be safe. “Calm down, Grandma,” my son told me. “He has to learn.” … Continue reading →
