Peace, Perfect Peace
In my home, growing up, there was a plaque on the wall, right by the front door...
Warning…Wait…Trust
For and hour and a half, we waited, wondering if we'd need to stay there all night until the storm abated.
Tribute to a Mother
How can I write about a person who had so much influence on my life and lived to age ninety-three?
Heritage of a Grandmother
Although I wish I could have experienced the loving influence of Grandma Richert here on earth, I look forward to meeting her one day in heaven.
Kiss the Wave
We were on a rafting trip down the DesChutes River one hot August afternoon. We were having an exhilarating time riding the rapids, not minding getting wet.
A Best Friend
Dogs can steal your heart and when they're gone, we're sad. There is One--the Creator and Savior--who is always present and whom we can go to anytime.
The Mystery of the Dogwood Tree
I love white dogwood blossoms. When I lived in a parsonage, right next door to the church where my father was a pastor, there were many old fashioned trees and shrubs planted between the house and the church. Deep rose colored camellias, a snow ball bush, pink hawthorn. My favorite was the tall, stately white [...]
The Hands Tell the Story
Just yesterday, when I was with my hairdresser, we had a conversation about aging. I said I didn't like saying what my exact age was because usually, I hear the remark, "You don't look that old for your age!"
A Crown of Thorns
So what does that have to do with my crash into a thorny bush? A For me, a reminder of a teensy taste of what Jesus did for us. He didn't have to, but he loved us so much he allowed it to happen.
A Song with Hope and Promise
When I heard the song, it took me back.