He was not on time. He was not even close to being on time, by at least two hours. By the time he showed up to load the lawnmower for repair, my flesh was ready to tell him how late he was, how I had plans to do "this and that" in town and it did not include waiting for hours for him to arrive. Now, I'd been busy in the wait time, accomplishing other tasks on my to-do list; but I would still find myself glancing out the window and even called the shop because they'd said the ... Read More about Waiting
God is still in the miracle business
July 16, 1988 We are celebrating 23 years of marriage today.And we are proof that God still performs miracles today.This last year has held many challenges. I've not blogged since September 2010 and part of the reason was because of struggles in our marriage, family and home. We have not arrived by any means; but praise His Name, God is still in the miracle working business! ... Read More about God is still in the miracle business
Standing on our bridges
I've decided, we live in an area with the most beautiful views.On the way home the other night, we stopped on a beautiful old steel truss bridge to take this picture. The bridge is a two lane, but it is a very snug two lane. It's the kind that I find myself holding my breath if another car going the opposite direction passes. We were the only car on the bridge when I started snapping pictures and Victoria alerted me when another car was waiting to get on the bridge to cross.Our lives have ... Read More about Standing on our bridges
A Season
I've been in a season of intense pruning.At times, the lobs have been so deep, it seemed that all of me was ruining.Everywhere I go, I seem to seeEvidence of pruning, like what the LORD is doing in me.John 15:1 and 2I AM the True Vine, and My Father is the Vinedresser. Any branch in Me that does not bear fruit [that stops bearing] He cuts away (trims off, takes away); and He cleanses and repeatedly prunes every branch that continues to bear fruit, to make it bear more and richer and more ... Read More about A Season
Memories of Mother
When the breath of these short earthly yearsGive way to the graveside as they did with my dear mother, I remember the ensuing tears.On the anniversary of her home going today, I choose to remember times of joy-Our precious family - my mother, my dad and one happy, cow-licked boy.Today, I recount the good timesThrough the Spirit's sweet gift of a rhyme.Mother kept such a welcoming and cozy home,If a friend called, she sat down - although talking on a very long-corded phone.Oh, the delicious ... Read More about Memories of Mother
