Stories of Faith And Recipes
Hands, hands, fingers, thumbs” I said to my granddaughter.She knew the routine.We were crossing a street and despite her quest for independence, she knew this was a moment of required compliance. She grabbed my hand as the promise of Chik Fil A mac and… Continue Reading ““Hands, Hands, Fingers, Thumbs…””
A few months ago our granddaughter came to visit our four-story town-home a few miles away from where she and her parents live. It was a season of life where we were blessed with regular visits and every day we saw her was a… Continue Reading “Peace and Hard”
16 months ago I was wandering through a discount retail store looking for a few decor odds and ends to complete a project I was working on. I found a few throw pillows and proceeded to the checkout where the line wrapped through to the… Continue Reading “Choose Joy”
After my oldest left for college, I would fall into bed every night hours earlier than when he was at home. I was finally able to get more sleep at night. My middle child- then oldest at home never needed help with homework or… Continue Reading “I’d Crack Open A Diet Coke…”
I loudly and dramatically put my pencil down on my math sheet. I looked at my teacher who refused to glance up despite my passive-aggressive efforts to get her attention. The previous week, she had overruled my classmate’s grading of my multiplication time sheet… Continue Reading “An Evil Insult…”
I looked down at my red tennis shoes as I lined up with the rest of my classmates on the high school track. It was a sunny afternoon where the elementary school-wide activity was to compete in track and field events instead of the… Continue Reading “My Clown Shoes…”
I was cold. My hands were numb and I was mad… I pulled the lawnmower pull cord three more times in compromised form with my achy, red, frozen hands, screamed a bit, and kicked the stupid thing before walking inside. I had half an… Continue Reading “My Hands Were Numb and I was Mad…”
I hated them and felt guilty that I had those feelings. I knew they were expensive. I held them in their plastic case wishing the eye doctor hadn’t told me how much I needed them. However, I knew I did- I couldn’t see clearly.… Continue Reading “I saw leaves… just leaves…”
I drove home hoping to beat the rainstorm that was rolling through in the late afternoon. I kept one eye on the sky and the other on the windy curvy road that led to our family’s home during my senior year of high school.… Continue Reading “No raincoats or rain boots required… “
“One more?” The waiter asked my son.“Sure!” was the reply as if it were a personal contest to see how many strawberry-lemonades he could drink.I watched my son’s face in delight as he switched his straw from an empty glass to a full one,… Continue Reading “Bandaids and Bandages”