Recently, I was driving on one of those overcast on-again-off-again rainy days and came upon a scene near the road of a marshy swamp of cypress trees….It was a dreary scene… dark, still, ominous, and hardly inviting. Yet, I saw a beauty in it that I had...
Long time business friend of my husband, John Rogers, writes a weekly Saturday FB post that celebrates many of the events experienced by members of our generation. This week’s is about the polio vaccine, an event that I remember quite vividly, in part because of...
I visited an estate sale Friday….. just a quick walk through…I saw some pretty sets of china (I confess an attraction to and fondness for china!) ….I was reminded of a friend’s story of having a yard sale in which she was selling some white...
I was talking to someone about a situation involving great evil to an innocent and all the sorrow it has caused. How sad that it is continuing to play out in heartbreak and with potentially dire consequences to many. The person said that this Psalm had come to mind in...
I have been reading “Jesus and the Land: The New Testament Challenge to Holy Land Theology ” by Gary Burge. I have to take it in small bites and read it side by side with Scripture. The notion of “the land” as more than geography has been one...
A heretical bishop in the United Methodist Church had written that this story, told in Matthew 15:21-28 and in Mark 7:24-30, is an example of Jesus’ bigotry and misogyny, that he would ignore a Gentile woman’s pleading for help. But as I wrote then, after...
This little piece of wood with a cross and two sheep brings to mind a biblical image of one’s soul being ‘cast down’. Although it looks like the one little sheep closest to the cross on its back may be playfully rolling around, it is actually...
This meme spotted on Facebook is a poignant reminder of those days 20+ years ago when we moved our son (at The Citadel) and our daughter (at Birmingham-Southern College) into their dorm rooms to start college. I didn’t cry when we left Billy in Charleston. I was...
Another laundry day activity was ironing. My mother would starch the shirts of my Daddy and brothers and some other items, roll them up and put them in a basket in the bottom of the refrigerator until she had time to iron them. Sometimes I would iron them, especially...
Saturday I saw sheets hanging in the sunshine on a privacy fence. It reminded me of all the times I pinned laundry on a clothesline and took it off to fold, placing the wooden clothes pins in the large pocket of the apron that accompanied the task. These were the...
