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If you are like me, winter is a hard season to get through. Winter is cold; biting and can be harsh at times. It is colorless and barren looking, save for the pine trees that stay green and the bright red feathers of the cardinals that frequent my feeders. Winter can, at times, usher in…

It’s been a long and sometimes hard road writing this book, but I am excited to get to share how God has grown me, taught me, strengthened me, and given me a purpose. Watch for the official release coming soon!

Most of us would ten times rather travel a road in life that is smooth and straight, where you can see for miles in front of you. Unfortunately, we don’t always get to choose the road we travel. Having two sons embark on a path of military life put me on a road that truthfully,…

Working in my kitchen, movement from outside the window caught my eye. I moved closer to get a better look. There on the ground near my bird feeder was a big red hawk. At first, I was in awe of his (or her) size and beauty. I was excited to see him so close up,…

Recently, while going through some pictures from my travels, I found one taken many years ago on a trip to Scotland. Accompanied by some friends on this trip, I climbed my first mountain. It was not a big mountain by some climber’s standards, but to me, it might as well have been Mount Everest. I…

Pinions. Do you know what they are? Psalm 91:4 says God will “cover you with His pinions.” If you didn’t know, pinions are the feathers at the end of a bird’s wings. They are the large feathers that are so instrumental in a bird’s ability to fly. Many bird owners will clip these pinions to…

Even in the darkness of the room, I can see his little face. His perfect little mouth puckers and moves like he is suckling and his menagerie of faces makes me smile. As if reading my thoughts his lips curve upward into a smile (don’t tell me it’s just gas! I am going to stand…

The cold, icy water splashes inside the small raft, soaking everything you have on. First one wave then the next in rapid-fire. The water blurs your vision as the spray from the rapids smashing against the raft shoot up into your face. You want to laugh, but your heart is beating wildly in your chest,…

On a recent trip in which I had to fly, I took a window seat, something I almost never do, but I was so glad I did this time. As we began to taxi down the runway it was dark, cloudy, and rainy. In fact, there had been storms in the area that had delayed…

I look out over my back yard, beyond the fence and there the organized straight lines of green in the field indicate the planting has been done. The growing season is now in full swing. Even to the side of my patio, the pots that hold my tomato plants tell me the same. Some time…