The Invisible becomes visible…
Often in the quiet moments of reflection, I discover that I have grown weary in my spirit, and have almost lost my hope without realizing it.
… Read More The Invisible becomes visible…
Often in the quiet moments of reflection, I discover that I have grown weary in my spirit, and have almost lost my hope without realizing it.
… Read More The Invisible becomes visible…
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
He is not far from each one of us. “For in Him we live, and move, and have our being.” (Acts 17:27-28 NIV Version of the Bible)
Although not done for religious reasons, our family nearly always eats fish on Friday. In Arkansas, our fish came to us without monetary cost, we simply caught it in the Little Red River. Our freezer always overflowed with the catch of the weekend. Now that we are city-folk in PA, we must buy our fish at the market. Not only do we not have time to fish, the fish in the local rivers are fraught with mercury and toxins. … Read More Friday Fun Facts
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
“If the Roots are Deep and Strong, the tree need not worry about the wind.” –Jean Jacques Rousseau Horticulturists say that letting the ground dry out thoroughly before watering deeply helps root growth. Light winds also are said to strengthen the trunks of young saplings.By forcing the roots to find their own water… Read More Deep Roots
At the least beautiful moments of my life, I have been encouraged by strangers. Embarrassing times. Times when I feel that I have utterly failed. One such stranger uttered a small phrase, “This too, shall pass.”… Read More Unsuspected Encouragement
“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.
This year is different. We lost my Grandmother 3 days before Christmas. We buried her yesterday.… Read More Happy New Year’s Eve
This year, we talked many times about how to use appropriate scriptures in the proper way to help guide others, if they are open to this. How humbling, and how exciting to know that one’s children are able to do so at a young age!… Read More Do Hard Things