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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A spot of chocolate on my blouse A spot of coffee on the carpet in the house A spot of clouds in the sky Promising rain when it is dry. “Spot on,” a writers delight When she’s worded something just … Continue reading
Where did you go, that miserable day? San Francisco, Chicago, or LA. You travel light: Your assets tight. Trying to leave your troublesome past, Looking to find peace at last. Where do YOU go to escape YOU? What refuge do … Continue reading
“Won’t you sit down and rest a spell,” invited my mom. My guilty conscience magnified the pleading in her voice. “Mom, I would love to, but I’m so busy,” “That’s the reason you should rest a spell,” she observed quite … Continue reading