There are so many things going on that we don’t understand… As I speak there are people in war torn places fearing for their lives, trying to find food and … Continue reading Waiting on my biscuits
I heard a girl asking advice of a friend, should she call and leave another message for her love interest, having called twice, would three make her seem desperate; A … Continue reading HELLO, can anybody hear me?
His name was Gillart. When he stood at his full height he was 7 feet tall and he weighed 150 pounds, he looked like a lion but to his master, … Continue reading A story with meaning…
“Familiar” is an adjective meaning “well known from long or close association: “a familiar voice”. I have seen pictures of a most fierce looking dog laying with small kittens and … Continue reading This is a ‘no fear zone’!
The phrase “beauty for ashes” kept going through my mind and so I found it tucked into a verse in Isaiah 61:3. I listened to the scriptures being read from that verse … Continue reading Need a Bridge over Troubled Water?
A while back I wrote about being “God’s cornbread pan” which is good because I take great care of my cornbread pan, keep it well seasoned and only use it … Continue reading Do you want to know your purpose?
When I was in the seventh grade, I had a math teacher that I was scared to death of! His name was Mr. Davis; he had the most piercing blue … Continue reading Oh NO, not page 57 again!
There are some things such as a sunset, a particular song, or an aroma, that can elicit emotions hidden far beneath our every day thoughts. I was watching the Braves … Continue reading Warm Sand or Dunghill?
I love to watch football, baseball, the track races and especially the relay races. There is always an MVP, but I am not talking about the winner, the one with … Continue reading And the winner is…
I read an article written by a minister this morning on the subject of Hope and I gave it a lot of thought. I remembered that I was riding along … Continue reading Is there any Hope?
I went, I had to because it was past time for my mother’s appointment with her neurologist and to not go would mean we couldn’t get her meds, which are … Continue reading I was atrocious, or was I?