The house is quiet now, although a few hours ago it was thumping with all kinds of noise and chatter. Once again, the Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage and I sponsored another Thanksgiving dinner.
My role, of course as in previous years, is to stay out of the kitchen and Continue reading
When You Think You’re Not Enough
“The greatest gift is a portion of thyself.”
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Our rural church sits back just visible from the main highway, nestled amongst giant cottonwoods. It’s a simple square building cloaked in cream colored metal paneling and topped with a modest white steeple Continue reading
This time of the year, my thoughts drift back to memories of my maternal grandmother. The Thanksgiving season brought all her special talents to the forefront. To me, my grandmother reigned as queen of the kitchen and functioned as the World’s Greatest Cook.
Thanksgiving brought all my relatives to my Continue reading
I’ve been living in a phase of life that has had me asking the above question: “Can you live sad and happy?” My answer, after painful deliberation is: I sure hope so!
There seems to be a common misconception that life can be all happy. It’s what everyone shoots for… Continue reading
I lost quite a few things in life, but weight has not been one of them.
I see these commercials on TV where people lost tons of weight and invite me to join their program. Investigating some of the programs I discovered all you really lose is money every month. Continue reading
For months, my husband and I have attended a local church’s class about revelations. My outside research includes contrasting belief systems different from that taught.
I have emerged frustrated, yet determined. Just as in my conclusions over spiritual warfare, I am convinced we need to emphasize love for each other. Continue reading
I do not often get under the weather; after all, as tall as I am my head is usually in the clouds. At least, the Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage thinks this is the case. And who is to argue with her. But this time I was under the weather. Continue reading
Honesty is a relative thing and with my relatives, it sometimes is not even a thing.
Take Auntie, for instance. She wore such big hats, especially on Sunday, that if a breeze came by she would fly far away. Why she likes these hats, I don’t know. Maybe it’s because Continue reading
Whenever anybody says things can’t get any worse, they usually do. No matter how bad something is, there is always a good chance it will get worse. Experience may not be my best teacher, but sometimes it is the only teacher on duty.
This is where I have a wee Continue reading
In our house, we have an ongoing debate. The Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage claims I am the king of procrastination.
At first, I did not quite understand what she was talking about and asked if I could get back to her on that question.
She has the idea that Continue reading
Sometimes life just feels like so much less than it ought to be. Some mornings I wake up and think to myself, “Man, if only things were different. If only life weren’t so hard and broken. If only we didn’t wake up to troubles every day, and go to bed Continue reading
You know when you have had enough of something and you do not want to see any of it anymore. Well, that is what I think about summer. I’ve had enough of summer and I want to move on with my life.
It’s not that I dislike summer. I love Continue reading
Everybody knows certain situations calls for some serious thinking. My problem and I think I share with other people still breathing, I do things without thinking it through.
Most people, and I include myself in this group, have not had a serious new thought in years.
I do not include Continue reading
Sometimes I’m reminded of just how fleeting this world really is. Everyone has their own triggers that remind them of this reality. Maybe it is the death of a loved one. Maybe it is the sound of sirens passing by. Maybe it is the thought of thousands of people dying Continue reading
I can’t believe that I learned to drive for the first time in a Pinto! That shows my age right there doesn’t it? I mentioned it to my son once and I think he thought I’d lost my mind to refer to a bean as a motor vehicle.
But, Continue reading