As a child, Halloween was never one of my favorite holidays. Still isn’t. But as an author I deal with the birthing of monsters even in Christmas stories. Monsters of a different sort.Read More
I open my armoire, a gift from James many years ago. It holds not exquisite jewelry, but treasures none-the-less.Read More
"In my opinion, yellow cake with chocolate icing is pleasure in its most basic form."
_ Linda SawyerRead More
Luke 11:33 – “No one lights a lamp and then hides it or puts it under a basket. Instead, a lamp is placed on a stand, where its light can be seen by all who enter the house. NLTRead More
It's 5:30 am and still dark the morning we head out from Old Faithful Snow Lodge in Yellowstone with a single purpose: to see the sun rise on the Grand Tetons.Read More
"Carve your name on hearts, not on marble."
- Charles Spurgeon -Read More
Thinking back on Labor Day last year, I remember I rested from physical exertion although it was not a day of rest. I worked hard to be what God would have me be, and I kinda felt like I got it right.Read More
Have you noticed how the networks discriminate when it comes to advertisements? Here's how it goes.Read More
Have you been to the pyramid? No, not the ones in Egypt. I'm talking about the Bass Pro Shop Pyramid in Memphis, Tennessee.Read More
Do you know Dolly Parton's song, Rockin' Years? It speaks of holding close to your spouse through life. (rockin' years)Read More
God understands our feelings and moods. I believe He even expects there'll be days when we don't cope well, when we're on edge or have trouble holding close to Him.Read More
Everything is wonderful about watermelons. The taste, the color, the texture. Everything. Except what happens after I've eaten too much too close to bedtime.Read More
Let’s snag ‘em,” Frankie says.
Jasper looks at him. “Again? What if he sees us?” The two sit in the shadow of the pier, watching the man make his way to the ocean. An ice chest swings from his hand. He looks over his shoulder as if he’s heard them.Read More
Arriving at the Blue Ridge Mountains Christian Writer's Conference, fear surged through my body. I had questions of God. What am I doing here? I'm too old. With 475 fellow conferees, many who have multiple works published, I asked, Who will be my friend and encourage me?Read More
Where can we turn for help in a country, a world so in need? I certainly don't claim to have all the answers, but I have to wonder if the solution might start with Christians.Read More