Encounter God here
Lately I've assigned myself the gigantic task of sorting through my lifetime collection of pictures, in order to pare down the collection to a reasonable size. The volumes were neatly stacked along one shelf in a large closet, and when … Read more
One morning early last spring, I took my little dog, Heidi, out for a walk. It wasn't the nicest kind of a day; the roads and the sidewalks were wet, and still had the grit and dirt from the winter … Read more
As messages on the backs of vehicles and bumper stickers go, there are thousands covering every topic under the sun — and some beyond it. As they pertain to religion, I've seen "My boss is a Jewish Carpenter", "WWJD" (what … Read more
I went shopping this weekend to find some new jeans. As I looked for jeans on the shelves, Caroline came over, and asked why I did not look at the ones displayed on the tabletop nearby. These were half the … Read more
Years ago, as a young housewife, I attended a business conference with my husband. There was a banquet in the evening, and some of the people I met were easy to talk to, but one man flitted from person to … Read more
I have a furry alarm clock. Every morning at 6:00 a.m., give or take a couple of minutes, my golden retriever lays her face on the bed beside my head and sighs. It's as if she says, "Okay, it's time; … Read more
Have you ever driven a car and attempted to do something else at the same time, like change a tape, talk to child in the back seat, or look at a map? As soon as you take your eyes off … Read more
A memory from my early school years is of two classmates, Donald and Adam. These were the self-appointed leaders of our class. Whatever the circumstances, whether in the classroom or on the playground, they always insisted on being first. They … Read more
Although I've spent many hours observing nature, I can't say I've done much camping in my adult life. My husband loves his creature comforts, and, although he enjoyed vacations at a cottage, he had no inclination to sleep in a … Read more
My mom's father, the Reverend James C. Madison, was close to 80 when he died, eight years ago. For many years, Grandpa had served faithfully as a minister in North Carolina, Mississippi, and Louisiana, USA, and was one of the … Read more