The Triumphal Entry

“Rejoice greatly, O daughter of Zion! Shout, O daughter of Jerusalem! Behold, your King is coming to you; He is just and having salvation, Lowly and riding on a donkey, A colt, the foal of a donkey.” Zechariah 9:9 NKJV I’ve…
Looking Towards the Horizon
Looking Towards the Horizon

“Rejoice greatly, O daughter of Zion! Shout, O daughter of Jerusalem! Behold, your King is coming to you; He is just and having salvation, Lowly and riding on a donkey, A colt, the foal of a donkey.” Zechariah 9:9 NKJV I’ve…

She knew the truth as soon as she saw His face. “Oh, God! It’s true isn’t it?” “Yes,” he said simply. “This can’t be happening. Why is this happening?” He quietly shook his head. “God, this isn’t fair. I’ve always…

I’ve never been a big fan of commercials. They have a way of interrupting a good show just when something exciting is about to happen. Of course, it’s getting harder and harder to find really good, decent shows…

At the end of July, Dad found out he was in remission from T-cell Lymphoma. It was the answer to many prayers and God was given all the praise. He went back to his church on Sunday, August 5th, for…

My husband and I, along with three other couples from church participated in a Toy Run. We rode motorcycles to Asheboro where the Toy Run was originating. Everyone was asked to bring a toy or make a monetary donation to…
My granddaughter is a Princess. She loves wearing her little dresses, especially when she can twirl around and see the skirt billowing out. My grandson is into super heroes. But the two of them find a way to merge their…

I did something the other weekend I never imagined I would have done. My husband had a motorcycle when we were first married but when I became pregnant and life started changing, he sold it. But after a period of…

If there is anything I learned when my Dad went through his battle with cancer, it was that nothing ever stays the same. Things can change in a second. Or less. The Bible phrases it as, “in the twinkling of…

On Wednesday, July 5th, Dad went to the cancer center for the sixth, and we hoped, the final chemo treatment. For as long as I can remember, my Dad always wore button up shirts. Whether they were dress shirts or…

As with all of the previous treatments, Dad started feeling better the weekend before the next scheduled treatment. That was June 10th and 11th. He felt well enough to go to my brother and sister-in-law’s house for Sunday lunch. That…