Little Things Mean a Lot is the name of a wonderful 1950s song by Edith Lindeman and Carl Stutz. Even though it is a love song, the phrase, “little things mean a lot” can be applied to many situations. To moths, for example, and roses. Yesterday I went out on my back deck and almost sat […]
Sep 14, 2013
Contrast
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Last night as I stepped out on the deck and glanced up at the trees, I was struck by the beauty of contrast. Shadows draped the lower trunks of the tall trees in my yard while the sun brightened their top branches. Sunshine and shadow, light and dark. If I had not looked up, it […]
Sep 13, 2013
This is Friday the Whatth?
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Friday the 13th. An ominous day for those among us who are superstitions. Thankfully, I’m not burdened by belief in superstitions; I don’t even read my horoscope in the newspaper. I just don’t think a Christian needs to go there. My trust is in the Lord Jesus. He is all I need. And, after that […]
Sep 2, 2013
Perseverance
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Did anyone notice the moon last night? It was a silver sliver, sort of like a lop-sided smile, beautiful and serene. If the moon had human emotions, I wonder what it would feel as it gazes down on mankind? Would it be disbelief, horror, amazement, awe, perhaps apprehension? Or, depending on where and when it […]
Aug 30, 2013
Incurably Romantic
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And, to the title I might add that I’m not looking for an antidote. But before you jump to any conclusions, let me say that I probably don’t define romantic as any dictionary or thesaurus does; well, maybe I would agree that I’m a bit fanciful because I don’t always look at life the way it […]
Aug 9, 2013
Rainy Day Ramble
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When we start to count flowers, we cease to count weeds; When we start to count blessings, we cease to count needs; When we start to count laughter, we cease to count tears; When we start to count memories, we cease to count years. […]
