I never thought too much about it before… grab bars are for old people. Welp, I am moving into that phase of life. When we travel, grab bars are one of the first things I look for. In the last 44 days Mary & I have been away from home 22 nights. Nothing causes me …
Category: God School
Protected
I remember going with my mother to her friend’s house. Her friend had called and said, “Come over and see my living room, Carpenter’s just delivered my new furniture.” I went with mom to her friend’s house. I could tell when she met us at the door she was surprised to see me, a 10-year-old …
Where Are You Going?
One of the greatest life differences I recognize since I have retired is…I see things I never noticed before. When I worked, I worked. I woke up working and went to sleep working. I was addicted to multiple tasks, “get ’er done,” BUSY! For years I wore “Busy” as a badge of honor & prestige. …
In My Gut I Know This Is Not Right…
My dear friend who writes weekly “life Application Messages” wrote Monday about a lost delivery driver in Woodville, Mississippi. Seems the driver had followed the instructions from his phone to find a business in the town of 1,000 people. We exchanged texts back & forth about how the “lil” person in our phone can take …
“What Are You Fishing With?”
I’m not the best fisherman. In fact, I have several fishing stories about not catching fish while being with guys, and grandchildren, who do. One time a friend, after catching a bunch of slab crappie said, “let’s trade rigs,” you guessed it, he caught fish on my rig and his rig went silent, I like …
“My Dog Died”
They, our four-legged children, become family members. They meet us at the door with their happy bark, wagging tails and a lick to welcome us home. They forgive us when we lose our temper. They can read our minds, and they even know our darkest secrets. Most of all they love us…even when we are …
Who Are You Trying To “Delight”?
This is the question that drives our behaviors…our choices. When I was young AND wanted to “delight” mom & dad, everything seemed to go well. But when I was bent on myself, well, things got heated. In fact, I can still hear that black belt coming around the belt loops of dad’s britches. I knew …
Seasoned…
This was my mother’s iron fryin’ pan (skillet). It is older than me (78). It is obvious it has been used to cook countless meals. Mary & I treasure this keepsake. But unlike many keepsakes that are kept on a shelf, this is “the” skillet we use. It has several unique characteristics. It is heavy …
She Carried Sweet Memories…
Tupperware…the carrier of good things. These are 3 of my mother’s Tupperware containers. She used these to carry her pies, cakes, candy and other delicious foods to potlucks, church events and to the field at harvest time. When a person saw one of these sitting on a counter, table, or the tail gate of a …
“Who, Me?”
It was mysteriously quiet yesterday when Mary said, “Where is Lizzy?” I got up to go check. When I opened the door to Mary’s office/yarn room, Lizzy came running out. What she left behind was yarn strewn around the room. It was a tangled mess. I quietly shut the door trying to untangle the mess. …
