Have you found the joy of hunkering down yet? What is your perspective of the Crisis with a capital “C.” Once I got past the fear, I found sparks of Joy. It is time to find our bond to heaven. Continue reading “Crisis Perspective”
Crisis Perspective
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Weathering the Storm
You know what the storm I’m talking about, Hurricane Dorian. This time I found a piece of God’s strength more powerful than the force of nature. Continue reading “Weathering the Storm”
What Did Milly Find?
We spent last week in our Mountain Home. On Saturday, in soft summer rain, we headed down the mountain to our Florida home. After chasing a cold front down the Interstate Highway system, we lost it somewhere in Georgia. Today I am missing the cool mountain air. Continue reading “What Did Milly Find?”
Trying On the Possibilities
The Sunday morning sun broke the sky in South Florida high and bright. The possibilities for the day are endless. Don’t you just love having choices? I know I do! Continue reading “Trying On the Possibilities”
Dream Action!
Driveway in March
Driveway in May
I am back in Florida. We drove up to the North Carolina Mountains last weekend. We’ve been busy with our dream of a cabin home in the mountains. God is taking dream action on our behalf. Continue reading “Dream Action!”
The Worst Drink
Eughlck! The door to the Eldest Prince’s room slams open. Eughlck! The horrible sound is somewhere between a choke and a hard cough. Continue reading “The Worst Drink”
Home
I am composing my post as we are heading home. We are riding with Winter Storm Uma as we head south. It was starting to snow as we left the Family Vacation Home in the North Carolina High Country at 8:30 a.m. Saturday Morning. Continue reading “Home”
Spring Rush!
As the song says, “Baby its cold outside!” We arrived back in the middle of the Blue Ridge Mountains today! Continue reading “Spring Rush!”
Uprooting Milly
Piece of my Past
Doves presently in my trees
Future Dream
Yesterday while out shopping, I saw the bank building I went to as a child was torn down. A small prick of regret pierced my heart. A piece of my childhood was gone. Continue reading “Uprooting Milly”
