With legs sprawled, and palms outstretched, my three-year-old son stood in front of the car with an expression of delight. How had he slipped his hand out of mine? I scooped up my son and daughter, and apologized to the driver. …
Continue reading →Give thanks in everything, for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus. ~1 Thessalonians 5:18 HCSB Seeing that tiny tail at the end of the roll of toilet paper hanging there was like hearing nails on a chalkboard. At least a half dozen rolls sat a mere inches away under the sink, but the people living in my house were preoccupied with other things. We had had polite chats about being thoughtful of others by replacing the roll, … Continue reading →
Even though Grandmother was a wonderful witness to me, I still had to respond to God’s call in my life and accept the gift of salvation through Jesus Christ…
Continue reading →To my three-and-four-year-old children, superheros were as real as Charlotte the spider who lived on the back porch, and I was not permitted to sweep her web away in case she wanted to write a message. The Easter Bunny lived in the neighborhood—my children had seen him. Sure enough, Gilligan was going to teach my children boating skills—as soon as he got off the island. And Mr. Rogers certainly would bring Lady Elaine and Daniel for a visit soon. …
Continue reading →“Uh-uh! I want a real hug. Come on, get up.” Matt stretched his hands towards his grandmother and helped her to rise. “I want to give you the kind of hug that says, ‘I love and appreciate you.’” He wrapped his arms around her, enveloping her delicate frame. …
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