U J R, are the first three letters I see on the license plate of a car directly in front of me as I concentrate to merge onto a traffic-choked highway. Sigh. I had thought leaving the house extra early this morning would help me avoid a lot of this crush. To no avail. I…
Precious Jesus; Blessed SaviorLover of my soul —Beloved, thru You the world is crucified to meand I and my flesh to the world.(Galatians 6:14) In February of 2017 I was approached by a couple of ladies in the home Bible study group my husband and I were regularly attending and asked if I would consider…
Generally speaking, I routinely push thru a bank of dense fog upon waking up, a process that requires that I not give up and is something that simply cannot be rushed. This morning I’m even more aware of that fact as I sit to down to begin my Quiet Time and notice how filthy the…
Nestled in a rock bed running along the back side of our house, sits this weathered garden feature. Our grandson, Holden, age four, lifts it up from time-to-time to see whether there might not be a resident, but there’s never been any sign. Not since the day I first brought it home and set it…