There was Still Life to be Had
"Mama, I really don't think it's all the way dead yet." That's what my oldest proclaimed when I told him to take the dried up plants from the back porch…
The Final Chapter
The 4th Monday in July means that we are in the 4th and final chapter of Colossians. I'm sad to see it close, but pleased to ponder what may rise…
Her
When I stepped out of bed at dawn that day my body told me I had lost something. My feet hit the floor. My faith rocked. I cried out. And…
Colossians 3
I have mere minutes to sit and ponder and pour here today. I wish I could really nestle in, make room, and lie around in this chapter a while with…
A Reading List
I'm up earlier than my body wants to be. If I'm going to tap keys, it has to be done in the wee hours. Otherwise, I'm consumed. There's a soft…
Colossians 2
I smelled Christmas yesterday on the Creeper Trail in Virginia. It was an anniversary affair for all five of us as we dawned bikes and set out easy and free…
Start
There are few chores I loathe more than cleaning out muffin tins. Especially the minis. Even the non-stick. It's right up there with cleaning the crock pot. Both of these…
Colossians 1
There's this fog that sits and lifts in the mornings here. It dances around valleys in the earliest parts of the day, sending everything into this glorious sheen. It hovers…