There’s nothing like being a mom. Yes, I had taught hundreds of students by the time Paul was born. And yes, I told each one i “adopted” them once they were in my class. I always called them “my kids,” and in later years, they called me “Mama J.” But until this day, forty years ago, I never knew the realities of motherhood personally. It changed my life, for sure, and when Nancy arrived eighteen months later, I knew that…..
Sharing the Plenty in 2020, after invigorating worship on the Lord’s Day, let us purpose to put prayer into action this week. 2 Timothy 1:6-7 says: “This is why I remind you to fan into flame the spiritual gift God gave you when I laid my hands on you. For God has not given us a spirit of fear and timidity, but of power, love, and self-discipline.” Whatever we face this week, challenges, illness, busy schedules, celebrations, or doctors’ visits,…..
This is still a first draft, but for those of you who are following the story, you’ll notice some revisions. Writing is such a fluid process!
Chapter 1
Chapter 1
I’ve always loved butterflies. There’s something magical about how they hatch, how the change from squishy caterpillars to the jewel-toned beauties happens, how they choose the tiniest weed flowers and most outlandishly colored bougainvillea to visit, and how they can dance and flutter at will.
Now that…..
Whatever we face today, our sovereign God knows our story and strengthens us to face our trials. There are no surprises, only Godincidences waiting for us.
MY PSALM 325 TRIALS
Dear Heavenly Father, Creator, yet Abba, Father, Your rich blessings fall on me Like the thunderous showers. You drench me with Your love, You saturate me with Your Presence Whenever I call on Your Blessed Name.
From the desert of nonchalance, You raise me to remembrance Of noticing the…..
Chapter 2
I wrote this story when I was seventy-five and I felt liberated enough to reveal some of my past. I called it “Bridging the Years.” It was a class assignment, a conversation between two people, and a setting description. The first section is imaginary, the Maggie part, but the rest is all too real, and I get tears every time I think about it, even though there are supposedly no tears in heaven. It touches my heart,…..
Copyright 2/10/2020
Chapter 1
I’ve always loved butterflies. There’s something magical about how they hatch, how the change from squishy caterpillars to the jewel-toned beauties happens, how they choose the tiniest weed flowers and most outlandishly colored bougainvillea to visit, and how they can dance and flutter at will.
Now that I have my new body and live in this magnificent paradise called heaven, I’m glad to know there are still butterflies to delight me, but here they live in…..
I’ll try to post first draft writing each day. Send me your comments and suggestions.
Chapter 1
I’ve always loved butterflies. There’s something magical about how they hatch, how they change from squishy caterpillars to the jeweltoned beauties they are, how they choose the tiniest weed flowers and most outlandishly colored bouganvillas to visit, and how they can dance and flutter at will.
Now that I have my new body and live in this magnificent paradise called heaven,…..
Since my sister’s visit last month, I have begun a new project. Ellen has studied our family history and has traced our family back to 1042 on our father’s side, and 1729 on our mother’s side. Before the particulars of our mom’s life are lost to history, like so many of the names and birth-death dates and snippets of their life stories fade, and now that the grieving period for mom has passed into a dull ache, I’m remembering our…..
Political animosity reminds me of this Proverb from chapter 11: “If you search for good, you will find favor; but if you search for evil, it will find you! Trouble chases sinners, while blessings chase the righteous.” Let us agree, this day, to search for the good in others, be thankful for our blessings as a nation, and seek to see the glass half full rather than half empty. Pray for enemies but encourage those who deserve tolerance, friendship, and…..
Wonderful family get together last night with the MacLean and Whitaker families at the Jacksons’ house. We celebrated my sister and brother-in-love’s visit, and distributed spreadsheets of our family’s (Whitaker) genealogy that Ellen has worked so hard to assemble. Now the grandchildren can qualify for DAR scholarships in the future, and we can think about twenty-six generations, many of whom shared the faith. Someday we’ll meet for a great family reunion in heaven and meet the prince who died in…..