My maternal grandmother lived almost 1,300 miles from my childhood home. Every year she would come and stay with us, usually during part of the summertime and she would stay for months. She established a daily routine around our home, and it involved getting whatever things she wanted to get accomplished early in the day … More Guiding Light
The Old Testament book of Psalms is a rather amazing collection of personal prayers, praise, and songs. This section of the Bible contains 150 such prose written by names both recognizable and unrecognizable to readers. Moses wrote Psalm 90; King David wrote 73 (with an additional three Psalms attributed to his pen); David’s son Solomon … More Praise in the Storm
I Don’t Have it All Together I’ve been a Christian for a very long time. Surely you would think that at this stage of my life that all of my troubles, frustrations, flaws, and woes would be far behind me, like some long lost bundle of letters that have been stuffed down at a bottom … More I Don’t Have It All Together
Viscous, Vindictive Gossip I received a call from a friend recently. She was rather upset and needed to vent. She was dining with a group of work associates when she learned that another individual was spreading viscous gossip about her. She had every right to be upset. The story that this other person was spreading … More Viscous, Vindictive Gossip
Friend or Acquaintance? Friend: a person attached to another by feelings of affection or personal regard; a person who is not hostile; a person who is on good terms with another. (Dictionary.com) Acquaintance: a person known to one, but usually not a close friend. (Dictionary.com) It seems to me that we (well at least me … More Friend or Acquaintance?
The Shepherd. The Gate. Just this past week, I spent some time in the New Testament of John, chapter 10. It is in this chapter that Jesus says: “I tell you the truth, I am the gate for the sheep … I am the good shepherd … Yes, I am the gate. Those … More The Shepherd. The Gate.
July 22, 1952 a new life entered the world. It was over three years before I would make my appearance. He was named Scott Leslie. Like all of us, he was many things. He was loved. He was treasured. He was handsome. He was popular, he was insecure. He was smart. He was passionate. He … More Remembering Scott Leslie