When our oldest granddaughter was about to turn 13 in May, Ray and I decided to start a new tradition, taking each grandchild on a trip when he or she becomes a teenager. Our granddaughter loves horses, plays, and music,…
Yesterday I talked about my name. I hope you don’t mind if I talk about that one more time. I don’t talk to myself just a whole, whole lot, but sometimes I do. Occasionally when I have goofed something, I…
When I was a little girl in the 1950s and early 1960s, my family and I walked across the street each Sunday morning for Sunday School. After the devotional with the whole church in the auditorium, little girls with freshly-curled…
Notice: Don’t worry! Daily Encouragement isn’t changing. You don’t have to do anything to keep receiving it by email each morning as usual. In an effort to provide additional encouragement for those who feel a need, we are adding a…
Another of the poems in The Little Book of the Past by Josephine Preston Peabody is this one: Making a House First of all, I draw the Smoke Trailing up the sky; Then the Chimney, underneath; And Birds all flying…
Good Morning, Mamas. I haven’t given you an update on Ray for some time, but you have shown such kind concern that Ray wants me to tell you the latest in his health journey this year. In July Ray had…
