Restricted Vision, Unburdened Sight
Sometimes the things you can't see help you see more clearly!
There were several times during that hot July day when I thought I was going to have to tell the girls, “I cannot go any farther.” I was hurting too badly. But strangely, each time I reached that point, something happened that made us stop. We needed to check the time on something. We needed … Continue reading Looking at the Map Wasn’t the Reason I Had to Sit Down
I checked off a bucket list item! This is one I have probably dreamed about since I was six years old. Without mentioning any specific names, it was a large animal-themed park in a centrally located, sunny southern location—one that focuses on conservation, the ocean and aquatic life. I have seen it portrayed on TV … Continue reading Looking for That Centrally Located, Light-Filled Location
I sat in that 1960s aluminum kitchen dinette chair, faking bravery. My ears were about to be pierced! I was certain it was going to hurt, but I completely trusted the one holding the needle. Yes! Holding the needle! I wasn’t the first to sit in that chair. By the time it was my turn, … Continue reading Looking Back at That Kitchen Chair
On the dark side of the kitchen, I opened an upper cabinet door. Rummaging around, I must have caused something to shift from the very top shelf. A fairly sizable container came crashing down and cracked me on the brow bone—just missing my eye! Oh, did I fail to mention that the “dark side of … Continue reading Don’t Stand in the Dark
I have been seeing friends post Easter pictures from when they were children. Easter pictures from childhood are priceless — sometimes embarrassing or hilarious — but priceless still the same. For Easter in the early sixties, the standard uniform for little girls was white frilly dresses lifted by crinolines, white gloves and pearls, with tights … Continue reading Contemplate the Priceless Gift
I recently experienced my first birthday without my mom, and in less than a week, another “first” is approaching—Easter. Nearly every Easter I can remember was spent with her. Even when I worked two states away, I made sure to be home for the holiday. Although we didn’t always spend the entire day together, or … Continue reading Look Toward the Tree
I visited my cousin’s church this past Sunday. I knew it was a satellite campus, so when it was time for the sermon, I was pleased to see the pastor walk up to the podium. I enjoyed the message and his perspective on the prodigal son from Luke 15:11–32. He shared how, when the younger … Continue reading Keep Looking for the Prodigal
Easter memories don’t have to end once you are grown. I was recently putting together an Easter basket for my niece. (“Ah, how sweet.” you may think.) I was telling my brother we needed to pick up a few more things to fill it out. He says, “You know she is twenty-eight years old.” I … Continue reading Searching for Assurance
Throughout my sixty-plus years, I have walked through many seasons of life, and God has been steady throughout all of them. How can I be certain of this? I have proof! The majority of my writing will never be seen by anyone other than myself. I have accumulated boxes and boxes full of journals; some … Continue reading Visible Patterns and Textures
Easter is fast approaching. It can be a heartfelt time of remembrance, even for children. My first real Easter memories as a child most likely involved frilly dresses, Easter baskets, or candy — not anxious thoughts about how Jesus was treated during His final week on this earth. A few years ago, a pastor friend … Continue reading Sometimes Truth Comes From the Sweetest Hearts
Restricted Vision, Unburdened Sight 