If we could but let the night be still . . . and listen for the Christmas bells.

There was no birdsong to fill the air since it is December, no mowers grinding away; just the quiet beauty of the Lord’s creation in the dusky shadows . . . while the world slept.

Sometimes, if we listen closely, we can hear someone say something that can only be described as “something beautiful.”

Being the winner is easy. Being the loser . . . that’s where no one wants to be.

VOTE . . .  Your vote may be the one that swings the election!

But it wasn’t India they sighted, it was an island in the Bahamas. This was the discovery of what eventually became known as the New World…

Home is your little corner of this great, big world…

It makes a difference when it hits close to home . . . You hurt more for them, the pain is more intense, your prayers for them accelerate.

One might agree also that there are times in our lives when it becomes necessary to face our own mortality… Such was my case these last two weeks.

My blog page has been quiet now for a couple of weeks, for several reasons . . .

We’ve been exposed to more political drama this week in Chicago...

With a presidential election coming up in just a few weeks, politics and the election are probably foremost in the thoughts of many right now...

Summertime . . . when “the living” truly was easy!

As a child, I heard my mother, and other adults, speak of dog days… but what did it have to do with dogs?

Does anyone else feel as I do . . . that this past week has been a whirlwind?

We owe this freedom that we have here in America to the men and women who fought for it…

Memorial Day at my house this year was truly memorable…

Here I am, blogging away on my very first blog!