I remember the first time I took the twins to a program at our local library, they were barely old enough to sit on their own. Each baby played with…
Today, I am not bringing you a quirky poem I wrote sparked by God’s demonstration through nature. Today, this blog is more about me than it is you. Today, I…
Tumbling, tumbling tumbleweed! Where are you going? From where did you come? Bouncing, bouncing tumbleweed! What are you doing? When will you finish? Blowing, blowing tumbleweed! Aren’t you worried? Aren’t…
The aroma of delicate roses wafts through the air like a gentle breeze in the spring. The thump-thump-thumping of hearts is almost audible in the quiet of the atmosphere. The…
Gentle clouds roll in over a dry, barren wilderness. The tepid atmosphere is transforming. The first pitter-pattering of rain on the hard, cracked ground is heard. The water droplets yearn…