I smiled while walking past my grandson Noah’s timeout chair. It is a creative one, a simple plastic child’s chair marked with scripture by his daddy, Kyle Romine. When Kyle places Noah in this chair for bad behavior, he quotes the written scripture. He has been...
Mom’s mental capacity had declined. I needed to move her in with me but I resisted. My life was already full. Marriage, ministry, writing, and grandchildren were important and I didn’t see how caring for mom was going to fit. The burden was too much to bear. Deciding...
Mom looked at my dining room table filled with gifted supplies and said, “Heart,” which meant people gave these supplies from their hearts or it touched her heart. I think both apply. My daughter Brittany has organized an Amazon supply drive for Mom. After opening...
My friend Gaye Smith rescues quilts. Recently she found a crazy quilt with a hodge podge of various fabrics of all sizes, shapes, colors, and patterns. From velvet to cotton and everything in between this quilt was indeed crazy! She also spotted a quilt a bit worse...
I’d worked hard to pursue publishing, but God was requiring more. Mom needed to move in with me because she was no longer able to live alone. I was overwhelmed, discouraged, and stressed, but God said to stop chasing my dream to publish picture books and devotionals...
The little yellow flower, picked by my grandgirl Jo, looked lovely in my vintage snuff glass. It fits perfectly. Jo had proudly handed me what she picked hoping I would enjoy her thoughtfulness. Her purpose for picking was validated by my response. I understood. God...
Even though I grew up in a poor household, I don’t know much about hunger. Most times, our cupboards and refrigerator were sparsely supplied. Staple items even disappeared when finances were less than adequate. Yet, my father always managed to supply something for us...
We picked our Peaches and Cream corn and started shucking. The corn was ripe for harvesting but we weren’t the only ones ready for this garden goodness. We found a few fat earworms nibbling on the tips of the corn and little black flea beetles were starting to invade....
My brother recently brought my mom some Georgia peaches that weren’t so sweet, so she refused to eat them. If they’d been sweet, she would’ve eaten them all, because it is her favorite fruit. A sweet Georgia peach on an August day evokes yummy goodness for most...
My friend Marilyn Hammond has consistently made me and Mom cards. She has also crocheted lovely cross bookmarks and sent timely messages. Her talent for crafting is a tool used for the sake of others. In the book of Matthew chapter twenty-five, Jesus speaks a parable...
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