Memorial Day is always a special day when we take time to think of not only those who have served our country fighting for our freedoms, but also of our beloved family members and friends who have passed on. If we are able, we often will head out to the cemeteries to place flowers and flags on our loved ones’ gravestones. We often remember loved ones throughout the year, but there is something special each Memorial Day of going out…..
I want to wish all individuals who serve as “mothers” a wonderful and awesome Mother’s Day today for all you do. Whether you personally have children or not, you often have the role of mother, and please always know it is very much appreciated. Mothers play so many roles from being at-home teachers, chauffeurs, cooks, housekeepers, counselors, “pet” moms, the list could go on and on, and all of what you do does not go unnoticed! I wanted to share…..
As I was browsing through Facebook, I came across the American Booksellers Association Page indicating that April is the month indie booksellers celebrate National Poetry Month. As a writer, author, and poet, I often write every day, and thank God for giving me the gift of writing. It allows me to share inspiration to those in need of encouragement, and to share the love that God has for each and every one of us. Since indie booksellers are celebrating National…..
I love Easter! It’s a time of rebirth and renewal. I love to step outdoors on early Easter mornings and breath in the fresh Spring air. There’s a certain joy in knowing that God loves us so deeply that He sent His Son Jesus to earth for our salvation! It’s a time to celebrate and contemplate what God has done for each of us. This year, my Easter Poem is to thank Jesus for coming to earth and dying for…..
“Two other men, both criminals were also led out with him to be executed.” Luke 23:32 One of the criminals who hung there hurled insults at Him: “Aren’t you the Christ? Save yourself and us!” But the other criminal rebuked him. “Don’t you fear God,” he said, “since you are under the same sentence? We are punished justly, for we are getting what our deeds deserve. But this man has done nothing wrong.” Then he said, “Jesus remember me when…..
As Easter is fast approaching, we often think of the cross … that heavy, splintered, hand-crafted, wooden cross … that was made from a tree and of which Jesus had to carry to His place of execution. The cross overall weighed approx. 300 pounds. So, if He was carrying the crossbeam, he would have been lugging approx. 100 pounds, and if he was carrying the main post, it was approximately 200 pounds. He had to carry it up the hill…..
I stopped by a local Barnes & Noble Store a couple of weeks ago, and it is always exciting to see my book on bookstores’ shelves among other authors. (I kinda had to chuckle that my poem book sits next to John Milton’s, Paradise Lost, when my Christian Inspirational Book, The Fingers of God, could perhaps be considered “paradise found!” 🙂 I have been writing my whole life, and it has been a dream and goal of mine to publish…..
As I was reading devotions in “Our Daily Bread” this morning, it seems almost as if it is a special message directly from God at this particular time. Our hearts are heavy and prayers go out to those with the severe flooding occurring throughout the central Midwest right now. Many have lost their homes, businesses, farms, cattle, and a few have lost their lives, with the rising waters of creeks and rivers due to recent heavy snow melting, heavy rains,…..
I posted yesterday on my Author’s Facebook Page about the devotional I read regarding wisdom. Wisdom is of such great value that it is worth our taking time to think about it and to understand its importance. Proverbs 3:14 indicates that wisdom is more profitable than silver and yields better returns than gold. We’ve all felt that pressure of making wise decisions, and sometimes it can cause worry and anxiety when we’ve made the wrong decision, or uncertainty when we’ve…..
As I woke up this morning and glanced out the window at the results of a blizzard blowing through the night before, there was a sense of silent splendor in stepping out and viewing the beautiful white winter wonderland of everything coated in snow. There’s a certain silence and quiet beauty in fresh, untouched snow. It reminded me of a poem I wrote entitled, “Silent Splendor,” which I actually wrote in the middle of summer with a breeze drifting in…..