Weeping in Wal-Mart

Now, on any given week I could just weep at the thought of facing my weekly grocery trip to Wal-mart; especially on a Saturday, Sunday, or pay day. I am certain I’m not the only woman who feels this way about her weekly Wal-mart run. I brave it, because when it comes...

Accountable

I was talking to our daughter a few days following this year’s family reunion; she was commenting on how she had forgotten the sense of responsibility you feel sitting in the large family circle every year as we gather for our Sunday service. We talked about those...

Each in Its Place

It was an unusually cool summer night, and the sky was so full of stars, that I had to stop and take notice of them. I marveled that God had placed each one in its own special place. We were at the lake and away from city lights; it was pitch black and God’s creation...

Committed

We’d gone down to Gore, the closest small town to the lake cabin in order to eat at a tea room called Emily’s, located in a little local antique-junk store. Mark and I ate, and then he agreed to sit and read while I browsed around. After several minutes we gathered...