The spirit of the Lord is here. Worship in His presence. . . Seek, and you shall find Him Praise and worship affect my spiritual well-being and restore my soul. Although I’m reminded how the
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Seeking Truth in the Mystery of Next Tomorrow
While walking with my girlie dogs this morning, my thoughts settled on another peculiar topic. Seeking Truth in the Mystery of Next Tomorrow— What can I say? Sometimes there’s nothing one can do but sleuth
Read moreThe Mystery of Freedom and Eagles View Mountain
Mysteries, freedom, and Eagles View… Four wooden rockers creaked in unison as we soaked in spectacular vistas atop Eagles View Mountain. I sat awestruck as always, only allowing the breathtaking wonder of each moment to
Read moreOur Father’s Love
The love of my good, good father… With Father’s Day right around the corner, I’m reminded of my dad and how he always held my mother’s hand while our family walked in the park. His
Read moreMemories of Mom’s Garden and Her Never-ending Love
Mom’s garden, sown with love… Her love reminds me of a garden; ever lovely, growing, and alive. Born and raised in New York City, the feisty redhead sprang into action the day tulips and daffodils
Read moreNew Things to Come
The end of all things old… Each new day signifies a fresh start—the end of all things old. We step away from past sorrows, failures, and disappointments to embrace the hope of a brighter perspective
Read moreFinding Wisdom in Seasons of Change
Can unchanging truths about wisdom lead to seasons of real change? Adventures. Tragedies. Romance. Mystery. All the metaphors and poetic verse pique my brain and prod me to study beyond the written page. I want
Read moreEmbracing the Thought of Starting Over Again
Starting over and embracing new beginnings… When I think of winter’s wonders, my thoughts wander like snowflakes drifting with the wind. The sudden rush of goodbyes and quiet after Christmas vacations with our loved ones
Read moreMy Christmas Wish for You
I wish you peace. I often speak about my father as if he were the best dad a girl could ever have. However, as he approached the end of his life, his faith and integrity
Read moreThe Great Fullness of Thanksgiving
Thanksgiving in all its fullness? When I think about Thanksgiving, the first thing that comes to mind is gratefulness and all its trimmings. We pause to remember the year’s fullness or lack thereof. Today as
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