The Solo

On the way home from church tonight, we were, once again, listening to Sirius XM Enlighten. The Collingsworth Family were singing “Not one Word of God has changed Every promise still remains Who He was, He is today Not one Word of God has changed.” Son #2, if he doesn’t know the words to theContinue reading “The Solo”

The Comfort

Michael W. Smith wrote a book for his grandchildren, and it has an accompanying album with it. The book is called “Nighty Night and Goodnight.” In it, little Ben can’t go to sleep, so his stuffed animals give him suggestions on how to do it. Eventually, they play and sing a lullaby. It goes likeContinue reading “The Comfort”

The Pickles

Charity canned some cucumbers today. Our prayer is that they will turn into pickles. She’s canned them for the past four years with her sister-in-law. Growing up, we always had homemade pickles. Grandma made them every year and stored them in the basement. There’s something about going to the basement and smelling the oil andContinue reading “The Pickles”

The Creek Bed

In the woods next to our childhood home, there is a creek bed. It’s dry during the summer as there is little rainfall, but it flows wide open during the fall and winter months because of more rain and the occasional snow. As mentioned in my previous post, I rescinded my membership in the “playingContinue reading “The Creek Bed”