I can’t see the Gospel of Jesus Christ as black and white any more. I grew up labeling everything as good or bad. Right or wrong. I find as I dive deeper into learning about the Savior's ways, black and white wasn’t what He taught.
There is a male rufous hummingbird that keeps zipping by my head as I sit here trying to read Ephesians 4. The feeder to my left is the one that he has decided is his very own. I’ve been watching him perch in the sumac tree, only to immediately dive-bomb any other hummingbird that gets … Continue reading Lessons from a Hummingbird
This day there was a rather large thunderstorm, and I was sitting by the window watching and waiting for every flash of lightning I could see. I remember also wanting to know if God was real.
"I pondered the parallels between the raptor seeking to be lifted up into the air and my own desire to be lifted up toward God..."
May we all “look to God and live during this critical time when we need a perfect example to mimic.
Together Wenatchee is hosting their 6th annual personal hygiene gift bag giveaway. Last year, over 300 homeless and needy adults received a gift bag. This year the goal is to provide a bag for every man and woman living at; Haven of Hope, The Rescue Mission (formerly the Hospitality House), Bruce Transitional Housing, YWCA housing … Continue reading “Together Wenatchee” to Host Homeless Kit Assembly
Three years ago, My husband, Calvin, and I attended a Pioneer Trails Workshop. One notable landmark on the trail was the Guernsey Ruts in Wyoming. Here the Oregon Trail was forced away from the river and ran along a ridge of sandstone. Since it was the most passable route, practically every wagon headed West crossed … Continue reading Ruts That Lead Us Home
Have you ever known a man who was personable, kind, and always willing to do service to others? Wayne Lewis is one of those special souls. Recently he gave some wise counsel that is worth sharing. Enjoy.
I was a good mother to our kids when they were little . . . most of the time. However, when 7:00 pm rolled around it might as well have been midnight for Cinderella. Calvin often worked late in the evenings and wasn’t home so, like magic, when 7:00 struck I turned into one cross, … Continue reading As Little Children
Over ten years ago I met George Brown and his friend. We were at the World War II Memorial in Washington, D.C. My family and I first saw the World War II memorial late at night. It is an impressive memorial of stone and cement, but it wasn't my favorite of all the soldier memorials. … Continue reading Chivalry