It is Christmas every time you let God love others through you. ~ Mother Teresa The Gift Every year (usually), only moments after our family’s Thanksgiving tableware is done drying, the Christmas season is officially
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Unexpected Christmas
Tis the season of gatherings and shopping. Festive music. Frosty air. Twinkling lights. Giving and believing. That magical feeling comes once a year . . . with reminiscences of an unexpected Christmas miracle long, long
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 moreUnchanging Truths About Wisdom, Beauty, and Change
Wise instruction from unchanging truths? Poetic verse and metaphor have a way of piquing my brain. Warnings and instructions. Adventures or tragedies. I want to dig deeper. Learn more. They’re like ghost stories without the
Read moreTurn The Page
Learning and page-turning… I remember when my husband and I played board games with our sons and how there were many routes to the Candy Land or Monopoly finish line. They all chose their individual
Read moreHome For Christmas
Christmas 2020… Over the river and through the woods to NOBODY’S house we go—Huh? The holidays are here. That means everyone wants to go somewhere. Grandma and Grandpa’s tiny city apartment, Sissy’s country house, or
Read morePeace In uncertain times
A time for everything? We’re told these are uncertain times. What about yesterday, last year, or twenty years from now? Who knows what tomorrow will bring? Isn’t any time an uncertain time? As we pray
Read moreThe Mystery Of Gentleness and Perfect Powerful Peace
Perfect Father… My dad had a way of warming hearts with his smile. If he were here today, my twenty-one-year-old son might say, “Pop’s authentic,” but, Noah never met him. My husband and three older
Read moreWith All His Heart
A love of a lifetime… I remember the vow my husband and I made to love each other until, when old and gray, death would part us. It wasn’t something I’d ever dwell on. Death
Read moreThe warmth of winter and all its wonders
Stories by the fireside… We didn’t have a fireplace in our New York City apartment, although my dad continued his fireside storytelling tradition throughout the winter months—minus the crackling fire of course. I remember many
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