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...
Friday Fave – May Days!
May Days! May Days! What are some favorite May days? Mother’s Day (May 13) – If you knew my Mom, you’d know why this is a celebrated day. She is an overcomer, encourager, ageless (hope that’s in the gene pool!), Lord-loving woman — and I’m very thankful to call her Mom. National Day of Prayer (First Thursday in May) – Prayer awareness raised throughout our nation, with Dr....
A Living Breathing Tower of Faith
“No exercising!” Do you know how long I’ve waited to hear those words? Seriously, it wasn’t the diagnosis I’d hoped for, but until the back pain subsides, the doctor’s orders stand. Fighting the weight battle without the option of exercising is a daunting task, but the Lord quickly put my pity party into perspective when Mrs. H, an elderly friend, ambled into the same waiting room for x-rays....
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...
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...
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...
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...