The 7-Second Difference

Wow, Lord… A lot can happen in seven seconds. It’s a very short time, but it can make ALL the difference. I found that out the other day when we were riding our bikes along beautiful Bohannon Road. Eleven miles, just over one hour… with lots of shade and no traffic at all. My first

It Happened at the BP Gas Station…

Of course it did, Lord. It had to be the BP station… because it was a Blessing that was Providential… Beautiful + Powerful!  🙂 We had stopped there to fill up our gas can. Our car tank was full, but our lawnmower was thirsty. My Honey asked me to go inside with our only cash

The Tears We Treasure

Tears come in all “shapes” and sizes… don’t they, Lord? At least the ones I have cried. The ones You had me describe, in the precious book You blessed me to write: “Sometimes our Valleys are such that crying is not just inevitable, it is altogether fitting and appropriate. To deny our Grief Tears and

Black Bear-y Pie!

We returned to Virginia from Florida late in the day on July 4th. We had emptied my mother-in-law’s house, after its unexpected contract for sale came just twelve hours after the house went on the market. She had been gone for six years. We had memorialized my sister-in-law’s life, after her unexpected passing. She had

Beam Me Up, Scotty?!

I love the tag line AT&T came up with years ago, touting the benefits of the telephone in connecting loved ones separated by long distances: “It’s the next best thing to being there.” I guess for us, Lord, that tag line refers to prayer… right? Without a landline or cell phone in sight. Without a Facebook