I want to pay tribute to wonderful people I have known, the wonderful country in which I live, the communities in which I have lived, the churches who have claimed me as their own, the God who sends shivers down my back when I really give him a portion of my time—well, maybe not shivers but tears flow easily in some of those most priceless times.
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The sizzle of bacon, the crack of egg, the swish of the mixer, the splat of butter, the scrunch of toast, the slurp of milk, the sprinkle of salt, the sighs of satisfaction. “God is Great, God is Good, … Continue reading
I love Mondays. That has not always been true. Like many others, I began Monday Misery on Sunday night. So in this acrostic, I’m speaking for myself and relishing retirement. I rue “yesterday’s” Mondays that were not fully appreciated – … Continue reading