I love the Fourth of July. Our family celebrates it in much the same ways as any other family in the country: A picnic, a dip in the pool, a campfire with roasted (burnt)marshmallows, and finally, fireworks. But we also celebrate the MEANING of the day. … Read More Three Cheers for the Red, White and Blue
I don’t know why these difficult times are here, but I am striving to learn from them; holding onto Joy as tightly as I possibly can… Read More Time is Filled with Swift Transition
God is truth. This changes things for me.
I pray that God will give you His perspective today on the situations of your day.… Read More A Different Perspective
These words are from one of my favorite hymns… “Hold to God’s Unchanging Hand” .
I am holding onto that Hand… From the moment I wake up in the morning, until the moment that sleep enters body, I can truly feel God’s hand on my life. I don’t know why these difficult times are here, but I am striving to learn from them; holding onto Joy as tightly as I possibly can; & Jesus… pressing into Him like never before. … Read More The Heart of Courage
This morning, I was reflecting on my role as a Mother. This wonderful job requires the skills of a teacher, counselor, maid, short-order cook, nurse, party planner, financial analyst, and chauffer! Unfortunately, the society we live in today has downplayed the importance of my role as a mom. I was reminded of this in church,… Read More The Only standard that Really Counts
Some days I feel incredibly blessed, and then other times I get quite discouraged. That’s when I turn to my scriptures… the ones I have framed, and the memorized… Read More Let Faithfulness Never Leave
Come join our family for the celebration of the Jewish Holiday, “Rosh Hashanah.” This is a repost written by our 13 year old son about this treasured family tradition.… Read More Treasure Traditions: Rosh Hashanah
And while we wait… we have a Hope and Joy that runs deeper still ♥ I pray all readers will know that kind of Love. … Read More Stirrings of my Heart
“Anyone can hold the helm when the Sea is calm,” my Grandmother May told me as we gathered the tomatoes and cucumbers for that night’s Dinner Salad.
I was 8 years old, spending a week with my Great Grandmother in Paw Paw, West Virginia during summer break.
Then we heard it… that shrill, loud sound of an angry woman, feet pounding toward us as she shouted horrible words at the child. I literally wanted to put my hands over Blaine’s ears. He was standing there with his mouth wide open, eyes staring at the woman as she quickly and angrily grasped the child’s arm and pulled him roughly toward the front of the store. Blaine’s unbelieving eyes followed them all the way down the grocery aisle, and then he turned toward me with the most bewildered look on his little face.
… Read More True, Wholesome, Kind, Necessary, & Honorable Words
