What Time is It?

It’s late for sure. I’m sorry I haven’t posted, but have had a few computer problems. Before I lost everything I had to buy a new one. When I went to get the data downloaded the guy looked at the keyboard and was well maybe not alarmed, but close to Read more…

What’s the next stop

Israel Part 3 I’ve been torn between so many options which makes it hard to decide. Do I talk about the beautiful Cathedrals that sit on top of “major historical Christian sites” or about the sites that are not as popular. There are some places that were of interest to Read more…

Evelyn Marlene

It was Wednesday, Oct. 3, 2018, around 6:20. I was headed into church for choir practice when my phone rang. Matthew’s name popped up on the screen. Knowing my granddaughter was due in a couple of weeks, I was expecting an update. What I heard was a plea instead. ”Momma Read more…

The Good ole Days

What are the good ole days? How far back do you need to go to give them this title? I have to say that the good ole days to me incorporate strong feelings of happiness, contentment, and well-being. If you trust that the Lord is in control then every day Read more…

I Need a Manual

Okay, I’m going to be honest here. I am a social media dummy. I have no clue what is going on with Facebook. My Webmaster told me that to get my website out there it would be good to get on Facebook. So here I am, but then I also Read more…

Andrew

Only a blur of movement caught her eye as people scurried about.  The rhythmic thump of the huge people-lift echoed through the massive room. It sounded like a heartbeat, steady and strong. Throughout the day, she felt herself sync up with the machine as it rotated its clamshell pods in Read more…

Dreams

How many of you have dreams that stick with you for days? Can you remember some dreams years later? My mom, Charlene says she doesn’t dream but does she dream and just not remember them? I’ve had several dreams in my youth that I can remember what they were about Read more…

My Dad, My Hero

Military life meant moving every year from one Army fort to another. This year, however, the destination was different. There were no forts in Wichita Kansas, just Dad’s brothers. Orders for Vietnam came through and Dad wanted us close to relatives just in case. At twelve years old, I didn’t Read more…