We’re All Just Really Visiting

My mother was born and raised in Michigan’s Upper Peninsula, then moved to Chicago during the Depression. She married, had a family and lived all of her life in the Chicago area. While all of us were youngsters, my parents bought a cottage on a lake. We spent...

It Smells Like God, Not Rain

A cold March wind danced around the dead of night in Dallas as the doctor walked into the small hospital room of Diana Blessing. She was still groggy from surgery. Her husband, David , held her hand as they braced themselves for the latest news. That afternoon of...

Overcoming the Overwhelm

I was reading a self help book and it described a visualization technique to help get out of a sense of overwhelm. I did the technique. And it helped. I imagined myself taking a bubble bath, water up high, very warm, bubbles everywhere, whirlpool jets swirling the...

Blessings and Dusty Shoes

I showered and shaved………….I adjusted my tie.   I got there and sat…………..in a pew just in time.  Bowing my head in prayer………as I closed my eyes.   I saw the shoe of the man next to me…..touching my own. I sighed.  With plenty of room on either side……I thought, ‘Why...

S.I.N. – Substantial Internal Non-Morality

The Maker of all human beings is recalling all units manufactured, regardless of make or year, due to a serious defect in the primary and central component of the heart. This is de to a malfunction in the original prototype unit’s code named Adam and Eve, resulting in...

A Christmas Story

Better bundle up – the goose bumps will freeze you!!  I think I need to read this every year at Christmas. Pa never had much compassion for the lazy or those who squandered their means and then never had enough for the necessities. But for those who were...

Pictures on the Fridge

Thought for the Day: If God had a refrigerator, your picture would be on it. If He had a wallet, your photo would be in it. He sends you flowers every spring. He sends you a sunrise every morning. Face it, friend – He is crazy about you! God didn’t promise...