I have recently discovered that waiting is when the good, bad, and ugliness of my soul is uncovered and laid bare.
Vern looked out the window of the truck, ready to hit the road. After a week of living in the basement of my daughter’s house, it was time to go home. Given all the comings and goings of little children and adults, Vern seemed happy to get back to his homestead where he could experienceContinue reading “Vern’s Peace of Mind”
Blogging was my first step to building the confidence I needed. So I turned to my French Bull dog, Carl.
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.
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”
Vern and Bee share a peace that comes from being where they’re needed.
How often do we believe that a person we know will not change?
When Jesus walked the earth, he shared the truth with everyone who was open to hearing.
Vern barged through the doggy door with his muddy paws creating prints all over my clean wood floor. He jumped up and down in front of Bee and then made his way to the blanket in front of the fire. As annoying as it is to clean the mud from the floor, his behavior isContinue reading “All Knowing Love”