Who doesn’t love October, it’s the official start to “Pumpkin Spice” season when we taste and see the beginning of fall – and now it’s over! Winter will soon be upon us. How can that be?
October comes and goes, the weather is brisk, and while I know it won’t get terribly cold in Texas, it does signal the beginning of the end of yet another year. And the years are flying by faster and faster.
Both my dad and I keep reading here
Transition: the process or an instance of changing from one form, state, activity, or place to another. Easy? Hardly. And right now, it seems that everyone and everything I know is in some form of transition.
The country – what is happening to us? How long has this transition been going on and keep reading here
It is my pleasure to introduce my youngest grandchild, Johanna Glory Furrow, (JoJo) to the world.
Oh beautiful and precious little girl, what a big name
When was the last time that God overwhelmed you with his majesty? How have you experienced God at work in your life? Can you recall a time that God moved a mountain for you, or opened a door, or protected you from danger?
Is there a critically important day in your life when God showed up and divided time; a day, or an event, when from that moment on, you referred to things as “before” and “after”?
Perhaps your calendar marks the days of sobriety. Perhaps you’re continue here.
I’ve had this basket of flowers for 30 years. They’ve moved with us through six states and now I have to decide, will they go with us on this move.
It’s a hard decision to make. I look at these raggedy flowers that have been sitting on a shelf in a closet in my basement for the past eighteen years, and I remember the morning that Dad gave them to me: it was a Sunday, two days after I’d continue here
Marcia Furrow 