Something that is both frustrating and endearing about wildflowers is that they are not carefully staged. They just bloom. Up through the rubble of the forest floor, through sticks and pinecones and around scraggly stumps they thrive.
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I’ve seen a big cat in the wild. He was such a different creature from his zoo-dwelling brethren.
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This photo should show something other than an empty mountain road. I saw a wonder here that I have never seen before even though I’ve lived here since I was eight-years-old. I didn’t have my camera and so I have no proof.
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While my friends from the west side of our state are posting photos of flowers, budding trees, and honeybees; spring
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What broke my heart was that the very sign that distracted that man, spelled out his need.
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I have watched three people die.
Last week, it was sitting by my grandfather’s bed singing hymns. Watching his chest rise and fall in labored breathing.
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Before I could share with my husband and receive a loving hug of encouragement, our youngest shoved past my writing chair and pounded his fist on the bathroom door. Snarls or rage and pain answered back and I knew that our middle son must have been putting in his contacts at that exact moment, stabbing himself in the eye … again.
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It is humble. The crowded coffee table is at my right, a stack of laundry baskets boiling over with clean cloths is at my left, and my writing chair is just behind me. Sometimes the dog creeps into it and I have to shoo her away before I write. Nonetheless, in the quiet darkness of the early morning, after I study God’s word but before I open my computer to write, I kneel.
Read moreThe time had come. With tears in his voice, Sweet Boy#3 asked me to look for a new home for
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