The King of Kings, and Lord of Lords is our loving Father who knows our needs and wants, and hears even those whispers that no one else does.
There are some things that come easily and naturally to some people. I am not one of them, at least not when it comes to this often desired and rarely acquired commodity.
A grandmother’s love of gardening is passed down to her granddaughter. Despite her mother’s disapproval, she is determined to become a horticulturist; and finally cross breed the beautiful purple rose her grandmother, and herself, made their, special project.
I challenge you to turn off the television, shut down the video games, and put a ban on tweeting, texting and Facebook – at least for a while. There are activities you can do on a snow day that will challenge your children, educate them, and most important, create a strong time of family bonding.
Some moments in life take our breath away and linger in our memories forever. These are the moments that shape who we are and how we love.
It's so easy to forget how powerful words are. They can build and inspire; they can tear down and destroy. How do you use your words?
Grandmothers have a way of teaching life lessons in the simplest of ways. Ways that tend to stay with us throughout the years. My grandmother used her jigsaw puzzles to teach me about life and living.
It a world, where it seems everyone has a hand out, it is easy to grow callous and uncaring. However, it is just at the time when we turn a blind eye to other’s needs, and our own needs seem to be larger than life, that we just may miss the best opportunity to turn our own situation around.
Poetry is the language of the heart. Some of my poems are snippets from the lives of my children. Little mouse tells about my youngest daughter who was rescued from a Romanian Orphanage at the age of 3-months. Her love of cheese, and a story about a mouse inspired this poem.
This short story won Third Place in the 2010 - 2011 Alabama Federation of Women's Clubs, State Writing Competetion.