Blogging was my first step to building the confidence I needed. So I turned to my French Bull dog, Carl.
If we can allow our true self to bloom with a deep seated gratitude for our creator, we can be transformed into the creation we were fashioned to be.
We all can grow in our willingness to listen, particularly when we’re angry.
We were headed down to South Carolina from our home in North Carolina to go camping.
Okay, I have to admit I have an addiction. It occurs every spring when the first signs of planting occur. I really try to curtail purchasing plants, but it’s extremely hard to pass by a rose bush that needs a home. I’m not too picky about the condition of the plant. If it is sufferingContinue reading “The Inticement of a Rose”
Jesus came to get rid of the rose slugs of our lives.
People would come in and sit on my leather seats while trying to bring some cheer to my friend, but to no avail.
Vern has refused to eat. His belly has shrunken and he is lethargic. Instead of jumping up to take a walk, he chooses to lie on the sofa or in my husband’s lap. I am tempted to worry about him. And because of this worry, Vern’s dish has been placed in front of him moreContinue reading “Choosing Jesus over Worry”
Our first instinct is to label objects or people with a given purpose.
Vern and Bee share a peace that comes from being where they’re needed.