His Eye is Not Only on the Sparrow

A bitter sweet memory popped up on my phone this morning. It was a blurry picture of a little girl being trailed by a dog. When we first moved to the little white house with the black shutters, there was a neighborhood dog that adopted us. The dog actually belonged to a family that lived a … Continue reading His Eye is Not Only on the Sparrow →

Looking Toward My Place of Refuge

Good grief Gracie! This is one crazy world we are living in! There does not seem to be a place to hide from the insanity. Truth seems like an extremely rare commodity. How did it change so much in, just, the past fifty-plus years? Fifty-plus years ago I was running around the mountainsides, swinging out over the ravine on … Continue reading Looking Toward My Place of Refuge →

The Lights on the Tree — Reboot

For Monday , 12/01/2025 Since it is the first day of December, I thought I would revisit my first Christmas post. This is a chunk of my very first “Christmas” blog post from 2017. Christmas will be a little different this year, so these family memories are even sweeter this first Christmas without my lifelong … Continue reading The Lights on the Tree — Reboot →