How often do we believe that a person we know will not change?
Pause and meditate on the delicate nature of its design and the incredible attributes of its creator.
Who was Joe to me? An independent soul that only wanted to live each day his way A man that appreciated the little gestures of others A fixer of things and an eagerness to share his talents with neighbors A gentleman with a sweet smile and a kind gesture towards others An artist who skippedContinue reading “Who Joe Was To Me”
Bee had had enough. She just didn’t think it was fair. Vern was always being chosen to ride in the big black truck, with the windows down, his ears flapping in the wind. And she was left alone behind the screened porch with no one to play with. Time and time again, the little whiteContinue reading “The Power of Forgiveness”
Come along and snuggle up to magic with a pen and paper.
They didn’t want to be defined by what they owned, but by their relationship with Christ.
Life is a field with treasures that God has hidden, unique to each of us.
Once you shine, take notice of the people you interact with and how they begin to blossom.
When Jesus walked the earth, he shared the truth with everyone who was open to hearing.
People often ask why I wrote Here We Go Joe, a book about Joe’s struggle with dementia. You see Joe wasn’t my father. He was my husband’s father. So why do I have the right to compose my story regarding a man that wasn’t my flesh and blood? Because, even though Joe wasn’t my father,Continue reading “Why I Wrote Here We Go Joe”