White as Snow
When I was a child, we had a pastor who would often use object lessons to bring home the point of his sermons. One of… Read More »White as Snow
When I was a child, we had a pastor who would often use object lessons to bring home the point of his sermons. One of… Read More »White as Snow
When our son was 4, he loved nothing more than to follow my husband around, doing the same chores he saw his daddy doing. He… Read More »Following in Father’s Footsteps
I write this from our sunroom. As I look beyond the windows I witness the wind blowing at 14 miles per hour with gusts up… Read More »What a Hawk Taught Me This Morning
Through the years I have been asked if I am a self taught artist. My answer is a testimony to the Lord. I am not… Read More »When ALL is ALL