Wait For It

I paid the balance due for our vacation rental this morning. Only one more month! We’re looking forward to a few days at the beach during my granddaughter’s birthday week. It’s the gift her parents requested. She has enough toys already and she only turns one once. Lord willing, we’ll digitally capture some firsts and …

Déjà vu

You know you’ve thought about it at least once, maybe even once this week. If you’re a believer in relationship with your Heavenly Father, God, through the work of His One and Only Son, Jesus, and if you’re reading your Bible with any regularity, then you’ve noticed current events too strikingly similar to events described …

Hard Headed

You need to call Dad now, she chided, unable to hide the uneasiness in her voice. I’ll be fine once you get me home, I replied, not entirely convinced myself but determined to tough it out. My right knee has given me problems most of my life, catching, for lack of a better word, usually …

What Joy!

Pure joy! A most apt description of grandchildren now that I have them. So many people, friends and strangers alike, told me how wonderful this tertiary generation would prove to be but before they came into the world, before I held them and knew them, I simply could not comprehend. The capacity of my heart …

Wake Up!

My husband and I discussed having driven the same routes for so long that we’re prone to drift into autopilot when we leave the house. When our granddaughter was born and I drove over several times a week to offer her parents some rest, I found myself heading their direction no matter where I intended …

Upside Down

All you can eat buffets must thrive along the coast year round because they’re on every corner. I’ve never been able to enjoy a meal with so many offerings because I fill up on the salad, and quantity over quality tends to prevail. Even after trying a small sampling of several items and desserts, I …

I’m Here!

“Lolly’s here, baby,” I whispered. “Mama, Dada,” he repeated, sleepily. “Mama’s sleeping. Daddy’s sleeping. Lolly’s here,” I gently intoned. He stirred, not quite awake but restless. I leaned close to his ear and hummed Jesus Loves Me as I ran my fingers through his hair. He sighed and began to breathe more slowly and steadily. …

Good Grief!

Grief is often expressed with tears, but not always. Silence. Depression. Anger. Resolve. Inaction. All are very real responses in our grieving, but are we ever grieved as followers of Christ by disregard for God and His Word? Do we mourn the fate of the lost? Do I remember being separated from God by my …