Asphalt as Far as You Can See

Have you ever traveled down a long highway unable to see anything but asphalt–just hot, black asphalt! During college, my husband agreed to fly to California and drive a car back to Oklahoma for his Uncle Eli who worked for a bank that had repossessed the car....

A Grateful Heart

When my dad died two years ago he left many treasures behind for his family. One of the special treasures was the individual file folders labeled with the name of every child, grandchild and great-grandchild. Each contained cards, notes, letters, accomplishments and...

Regrets, I Have a Few

This piece was written in the spring of 2010. My dad has been gone from this earth now two years. I miss him, his voice, his handwriting, his jokes, his funky shorts and wild shirts half-way buttoned up, his telling me that he and mom were praying for me or that they...

His Little Shadow

This piece was written in the spring of 2010. Grandma Nell is now nearing death’s door at the age of 83, Will is 9 and Jake, 6 years old , as of this past May. He is growing and maturing into the little guy God is shaping him to be. He still loves to shadow Will,...

Refusing to Rest

Written in 2010, our granddaughter Avery was 3. Little did I know then, that she would be our little one who would each night lie in her doorway on the floor until she would fall asleep? She loves the floor and is not fond of her bed. She isn’t defiant about it, she...

HERE I AM AGAIN

This piece was written on New Year’s Day 2010. I had to chuckle as I read back through it, thinking that the journey might have been almost over; it is now half way through 2012 and we are still on this journey with the Lord. He has often taken us off road over these...