Several days ago, my son came into the house. “Mom” he called. “You have to see this sunrise!” We hurried out the door to find my world washed in pale peach. I stared in awe at the patio stones, their normal brown now tinged peach. My gaze lifted to the plants and trees their green leaves now glowed with a pale peach overlay. My eyes continued upward until I saw the clouds limed with peach and gold. Through the breaks in the clouds, there peeked through a stunning play of gold and peach sunrise light.Continue reading “Hand in Hand”
In the last month, I noticed the differences in a few Catholic Churches. My chosen place of worship, the one I call my “Lighthouse.” Another was the mountain parish Church we attended on our trip to North Carolina. Continue reading “The Beauty in Differences”
I love walking the Old City. We’ve been to all the attractions and museums in the past. But, I had not been to the Lighthouse and the beach. I thought we might see them this time. Wednesday morning we decided to start with a morning walk in the Old City, visit the Shrine of Our Lady of Leche, and attend Mass at the Mission of Nombre de Dios. Continue reading ” Sonshine in St. Augustine”
Today I am getting back to life. The last three weeks have been nothing but dad. It’s not bad. In some ways it is good. Now I need to move slowly back into the flow of life. Continue reading “He’s Got Your Back”
For God sent not his Son into the World to condemn the world; but that the world through him might be saved. John 3:17 (KJV) Continue reading “Forgiven (psst: Soul Savior Part II)”
This week has been a doozy. I’m not sure how all of this is going to work out. I am going a different way on just about everything. I’m not sure if I’m learning anything or just making a mess. And I’m afraid I’m stepping in it all the way. Fear Not! What? Oh that again. Okay! Let’s do this! Continue reading “Soul Savior”
Our time in the mountains is winding down. Today we planned a Sunday drive in the Blue Ridge. Well as the saying goes…”The best laid plans…” Continue reading “Mountain Time”
Have you ever been hit by God’s sledgehammer? I have but this one drove me to my knees in gratitude. This is how my Advent became my season of gratitude.
Milly and team left summer behind heading into cooler weather and glorious God kissed color. Well…not so much color.