Love… One Sip At A Time // A Valentine Tea Party
I started hosting tea parties in an older home propped as pretty as you please on the corner of a quiet street. A family of four in a two-bedroom, one-bath home made for a tight fit, and tea parties felt downright snug, but no one would change a thing. Some teas were scripture-based, and others celebrated holidays, but every time, the room filled with the scent of scones, floral tea, and...
Bang the Keys
Piper gives the term "bang the keys" a whole new meaning, don't you think? When we moved this piano from my grandparents home to ours, I pictured our grandchildren one day enjoying it as much the previous four generations. As Piper played away, I caught a glimpse of Mama and Papa's picture that's propped atop the piano...and smiled. They would be so proud of this little...
Celebrate!
Summit Church Mauldin celebrated their five-year anniversary today with an outdoor baptism and picnic, following the second service, with the congregations from Cherrydale and Spartanburg joining in the massive celebration. The food was delish, the community, teeming with energy -- but it was the baptism that served as the highlight. How could it not? Sixteen people of various ages publicly...
My Friday Fave – Peonies
In honor of one of my favorite flowers and poets... PeoniesThis morning the green fists of the peonies are getting readyto break my heart as the sun rises,as the sun strokes them with his old, buttery fingersand they open --pools of lace,white and pink --and all day the black ants climb over them,boring their deep and mysterious holesinto the curls,craving the sweet saptaking it awayto their...
In Christ, There Are No Strangers
“It’s nothing like this in New York.” While waiting for her groceries to be bagged, an older woman with a quick wit lectured the cashier and anyone else who would listen as to the various ways people “down here” are more helpful than the grocery attendants in NY. Somehow she managed to segue into an Obama rant in mere seconds, instantly losing the interest of bystanders. As I gently...
Judging by the Seeds, Not the Harvest
“Don’t judge each day by the harvest you reap, but by the seeds that you plant.” -Robert Louis StevensonYou may have read in past posts how some of my friends, who just happen to be writers, have taken a local waitress under their wings. From all indications, she does not have a personal relationship with Christ, but of course, only the Lord knows. We’ve loved on her with generous tips, small...
When Pride is a Good Thing
(prd) n. Pleasure or satisfaction taken in an achievement, possession, or association The word "pride" sends shivers down my spine. I've never liked it, thanks to parents and grandparents who raised me to never shine the spotlight on myself -- but on others -- and with a family like this, I have many reasons to direct the spotlight in their direction. First, Brian the hubster ran his...
Top 10 Reasons Why I Look Forward to BRMCWC
Attending the Blue Ridge Mountains Christian Writers Conference is rewarding in countless ways, but here are my top ten: Group times, key note speakers. Mornings and evenings bring times of refreshment through music and words of encouragement. Informative classes. Sitting in a room with like-minded people who are eager to learn is contagious. Add a speaker who is passionate about sharing...
Tucked Beneath A Thousand Excuses
After seeing pictures of my yard in past posts, some have shared how they’d love to stop by for a tour. But if they did, they would be sorely disappointed. Yes, there are pockets of cottage charm here and there, but lurking around every corner are crowded beds, unruly wisteria, and planters filled with crispy bygones from last fall. For sanity’s sake, let’s just say they’re not, well,...
Cathy Baker
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