Entering the “Golden Years” and other myths…

And why exactly do we call old age the “Golden Years”?  Some days they seem more like tarnished brass to me.  These days are filled with having to ask for every spoken word to be repeated–when did everyone start whispering?  And reading, man, is there a...
Sometimes We Are Broken…

Sometimes We Are Broken…

Yesterday was a bittersweet day for me. I do love all things Christmas and yesterday I found myself amid MANY boxes of decorations trying to sort through and decide how to downsize a bit. I say every year that this is the year I will go through my decorations and...
While We’re Waiting–A Testimony of Hope

While We’re Waiting–A Testimony of Hope

After 24 hours I am still trying to absorb all I saw and heard yesterday. Our friends Ted and Brenda Fulford invited us to Sardis Baptist Church to hear the testimony of two families who also have children waiting for them in heaven. I don’t know what I was...

Saying Good-bye to a Virtuous Woman…

“Who can find a virtuous woman? For her price is far above rubies.” Proverbs 31:10 This afternoon our family said farewell to our Aunt Ruby If ever there has been a woman who fulfilled the attributes of the Proverbs 31 woman it was Ruby Stinson. I know...
Reaching Forward—Looking Back…

Reaching Forward—Looking Back…

Tomorrow will start the first workweek of a new year. A new beginning… New goals… New dreams… New visions… What will 2016 hold for you? When I started 2015 I had no idea that a long time dream would actually become reality during the year. By October, my book, Dawn’s...
An Ocean of Love

An Ocean of Love

As I sit by the ocean on this gloriously beautiful day I am overcome by its vastness-and yet as vast as it seems to me I am only experiencing a minute glimpse of how vast it truly is. It brings to mind the love of our heavenly Father. Like the ocean it is so vast we...
Birthday Reflections…

Birthday Reflections…

    I sit here tonight at the end of my birthday wondering how in the world 66 years could go by so quickly. I can’t believe I am “old”, and unless I look in the mirror I certainly don’t feel “older”. It has been a...
When the Dream Becomes Reality

When the Dream Becomes Reality

You know, I never dreamed of being an author. I didn’t even consider being an author. The thought never crossed my mind. Growing up I had two major dreams, being a nurse and being Larry Pitchford’s wife. (Seriously, I wanted to do both from about the third...

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