What's dad doing out there in the garden? He's digging a pit for the compost! I thought you said he didn't want to do it! Oh, he suddenly felt he wanted to do it. I also thought you said that he felt that was not the right place to do so too! Yep, but suddenly … Continue reading DAD DIGS
This is my writing station, my morning meditation and prayer closet. Nothing like a few minutes alone each morning. There is something quietening about rising early and sitting down with a cup of coffee in my hand. The house is silent with only the sounds of peaceful repose wrapping themselves around me. Restfulness seeps into … Continue reading MORNING GLORY
How can she talk like that to me? Who does she think she is? What are you ranting about? You know that problem I spoke to you about? It is a continuation of it. I am sick of trying to explain. Going to cut her out. You know the problems she is going through. Give … Continue reading WALK IN
The divine deal made us His very own, Living to flavor the lives in the town, To lighten the faces that sport a frown, So His Father 's glory would be known! The divine deal has given to us a kind master, Who leads to green pastures & still waters, What care do we fear … Continue reading DIVINE DEAL
This stream that provided water for the house was our summer haunt. Our every waking moment would be spent in the water. Our parents were relieved that we were out of their hair the whole day. The only time they would get to see us was during meals. They knew we were safe here, without … Continue reading REVISITING MEMORIES
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