Grace Upon Grace

My boy will be a man soon.  And our story, the one that humbles me and forces me to remember my dependence on God for his grace, for my every ounce of strength, for my very breath, is kept forever within my soul. It seems to spill out when I have forgotten what it’s like … More Grace Upon Grace


Few words and no pictures today.  Our hearts are breaking.  Even so, come Lord Jesus! Maranatha! In Your Arms by Mandi Mapes In Your arms is where I want to be when my world comes crashing down on me so hold me close keep me Yours always bid me, break me, be my rock for … More Maranatha

This Old House

I long, as does every human being, to be at home wherever I find myself.                                                                                         -Maya Angelou As the days grow short in this old house it seems as if memories lurk in every corner, awaiting the moment that I least expect them to show themselves. A simple walk up the front steps floods my … More This Old House