The Writer
When Keith Getty talked about writing music for Christian allegorical dramas, he quipped that all Christians from Belfast want to be C.S. Lewis. I have long appreciated the writings of Lewis. I learned about him from my husband Ray. Ray…
When Keith Getty talked about writing music for Christian allegorical dramas, he quipped that all Christians from Belfast want to be C.S. Lewis. I have long appreciated the writings of Lewis. I learned about him from my husband Ray. Ray…
For yesterday’s post, I wrote about an audience I was in on Saturday morning. When you count church on Sunday, I was in three audiences last weekend. The first was Friday night. Our daughter Bethany’s father-in-law is a thinker. He…
When our children were very young, Ray asked me to cross-stitch a picture with the words, “Never a dull moment around the Notgrass house.” I did as he asked and added a simplified image of our first house in Mississippi.…
About 100 people gathered Saturday morning to remember Miss Lena. Among us were her son and three daughters, along with grandchildren and great-grandchildren. Perhaps some of the great-great-grandchildren were there, too. Miss Lena was a sweet lady–and a feisty one.…
I continue to work slowly on our new world history curriculum for middle school students. The task promises to take untold hours on my computer, but I am also doing much research the old-fashioned way–I’m reading books, the kind you…
A beautiful pre-Civil War cemetery sits along the back edge of our yard. The oldest grave is dated 1856. Family members of a past generation honored their loved ones by erecting an iron fence along the front and tall stone walls…