It’s funny how when you open up your Bible and begin reading, God places before you a certain verse or verses that you need to learn from. This morning when I opened my Bible to Ephesians, there it was. He knows I need to work a little more on my Inner Towanda. Don’t use bad… Continue reading Fixing My Inner Towanda
Several years ago, Phillip was working for the St. Louis Cardinals and we were with their team in Springfield, Missouri. Not far from our apartment was Springfield National Cemetery. It looks like most National Cemeteries with the uniformed white stone grave markers in rows upon rows set in the green grass and surrounded by a… Continue reading With Gratitude
I love spending time tending a garden and working in the yard. That’s one of the things I miss about being away from my home, that time spent digging in the dirt, mowing the grass and smelling the scent of that fresh dirt and newly mown grass. So, when a friend came over for supper… Continue reading Tending What Has Been Planted
In America we are obsessed with our lives. Think about it. We obsess about our government and what it’s doing. We are obsessed with having the best no matter what we need to do to get it. The best home, cars, clothes, the best bank account. There are even American pastors who preach that we… Continue reading An Obsession for Eternal Life
Chapel of the Holy Cross, Sedona, AZ Have you ever had a time when you were really praying for something to happen and out of the blue it seemed your prayer was answered? I’ve been praying about something for the last few months and out of the blue one day my prayer seemed to have… Continue reading Change of Plan
It can be very hard to leave home for baseball season. Last year I had a terrible time leaving, but once we get to where we are going, things are okay. I know God places you where you need to be, but I never really thought about our baseball season being used as a mission… Continue reading Be Disciples – The Woman at the Well
Here we are once again in Arizona for Spring Training. It is the 34th Spring Training for my husband. I doubt he imagined when he signed up for Little League so many years ago, that he would make a career out of baseball. It was all because of thievery that he got his early beginnings… Continue reading The Fungo
