Of Highways... and Marriages
A couple of weeks ago I had the pleasure of spending time in Spring, Texas, watching two of my grandsons while Mark and Laura attended a...
A couple of weeks ago I had the pleasure of spending time in Spring, Texas, watching two of my grandsons while Mark and Laura attended a...
"Therefore welcome one another as Christ has welcomed you, for the glory of God." - Romans 15:7 I have a thing for old chairs. Whenever I...
Sometimes God makes Himself known to us in the majestic. The crashing waves, the towering mountains, the fiery sunsets. We take it in,...
I have a confession. This time of year always gets me a little blue. I start feeling the weight of another year's passing as each...
Home. It's such a lovely word. The mere mention of it brings a smile to my face and calm to my heart... but why? What is it about "home"...
Last post I mentioned having had the opportunity to spend a couple of days in Galveston with some of the family. Tom and I were lucky...
Last week we got to get out of San Antonio for a few days and head to Galveston, one of my very favorite places to visit. Tom and I...
I wonder about lots of things. I really do. Things sometimes connect in my brain in strange, relational ways that get me thinking,...
I love how sunlight dances on water. Those gorgeous beams make thousands of tiny diamonds twinking as far as the eye can see. It's...
" but Jesus said, 'Let the little children come to me and do not hinder them, for to such belongs the kingdom of heaven.'" - Matthew...
An idea came to us a few months ago to use an old farmhouse sink we've had for a couple of decades in a new, more creative way. This old,...
"Identity." That's a word that has been in the forefront a lot these days. How we identify. With whom we identify. These seem to be...
"And if anyone forces you to go one mile, go with him two miles." -Matthew 5:41 I've been doing some spring cleaning for a while here at...
As I sit to write this post, Mother's Day is fast approaching. It's kind of a bitter-sweet day for me, and for many others whose mothers...
"You don't work, do you?" I can't tell you how many times in the past thirty or so years I've been asked that question. The inquiry is...
This past Tuesday I had to lay another of God's creatures to rest in our backyard. Our pet hen, Rosie, died. It might not sound like a...
As per our Thursday night tradition, Tom and I grabbed a glass of wine after supper, retreated to the comfy living room chairs, and began...
This is a special week, a wonderful week. This week we get to celebrate Easter, but getting there requires we first traverse the darker...
Today marks my fifty-second post, a year's worth of these little weekly "thoughts." If you have stuck with me for any length of time,...
At the corner of Abiso Avenue and Arbutus stands the home of Barney Smith, artist, curator, and owner of the "Toilet Seat Museum." The...