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...
What’s All The Hubbub About?
I stumbled upon the Hub City Bookstore in Spartanburg SC several weeks ago while searching for bookstores in the area. Having been raised in Sparkle City, i.e. Spartanburg, I was intrigued by its downtown location—specifically with it being on the first floor of the Masonic Temple. It’s a place I’d seen all my life but never visited. Hub City offers a variety of writer’s...
My Friday Fave
Move over history magazines—The Writer’s Chronicle has arrived! Six weeks ago, Barnes & Noble tried to convince me they’d never carried The Writer’s Chronicle, even though I’d purchased every issue from them over the past year. I stopped by B & N several times since, only to find history magazines overflowing into the literary section. Don’t get me wrong, I love...
The Problem With Perfection
“When the problems before you seem to loom larger than the Power behind you, the purpose in living can fall right out from underneath of you.” – Ann Voskamp I can’t recall one posting of Ann’s that has not stirred my conscience—and yesterday’s post when perfectionism and to-do lists overwhelm was no exception. Can you...
Random Lessons Learned
“I have not failed 10,000 times. I have successfully found 10,000 ways that will not work.” -Thomas A. Edison Lessons learned over the weekend: The Weather Channel’s roving reporters add nothing to the drama level by standing sideways against 80 mph winds. They look ridiculous and put not only themselves in harm’s way, but the camera men as well. Never substitute...
My Friday Fave
I call them “God glimpses”—those instances when we catch sight of God moving in our life, or in the lives of those around us, in very specific ways. On Monday morning, I got a call from God inviting me to a “come to Jesus” meeting. His tone was firm, yet full of tender mercies. We conversed, I repented, and began anew with a fresh awareness of His presence. As a...