A crust-y month

Elijah, the youngest member of my son Jonathan’s family, was dealing with a tummy bug on Christmas day, so they were not able to come to my house.  New Year’s day brought with it a recovered Elijah, his parents, and his sister Vivian.  Vivian was to stay with me for...

Uh-oh!

January 9, 2018 My trash gets picked up early in the morning, so I always put it out the night before.  The company provides a large, wheeled tote that holds several bags.  I keep it in the garage until it is time to roll it down the driveway for its weekly emptying. ...

A soup-er January

A new year has begun.  I slept through the “changing of the guard;” I did not hear my phone chirp out a text message from my sister wishing me a Happy New Year. Several publications I read during December mentioned choosing a word to focus on for the coming months,...

A black-eyed New Year

As I prepared to write this column, there was a song lyric floating around in my head.  It is a line from a Christmas song, “Deck the Halls,” and it goes like this: “Fast away the old year passes…”  I have to ask the question, “Where did 2107 go?” I can ask all I...

A Desire of My Heart

It is the day after Christmas.  My outdoor thermometer registers fifteen degrees.  What I really would like to do is curl up in my recliner with a good book to read and a warm cat on my lap.  However, I feel a calling to write, and I cannot ignore the Lord’s...