What Matters Most
What a whirlwind of a season. I feel like my body is just now being able to relax a little since Christmas 2020 is in the books and our Atlanta Market Show was a success this month. I have only been home a couple of days after a four day run. David got home late last night after being gone for eight days.
{Guest Post Alert} The Heart of Mother's Day
Do you believe that you are seen this week? We know it may not physically be seen by a mother or daughter but do you believe that God carries your heart close to his?
There are many women who carry around guilt or shame when it comes to their mother/daughter relationship and feel as though it can never be repaired. Maybe you are one of these women whose relationship is in an estranged or “walk on egg shells” place as we approach Mother’s Day. The heart of a day that celebrates moms when she is not close in your heart.
A Scent You Don't Forget
I noticed the silent distress in her dark brown eyes as soon as she walked into the room. She rushed by in a hurry to get to her destination, bright smile flashing. I followed her, gave her a minute, and as she spun around, I inquired, “Are you doing okay?”
What We Can Learn From Roller Skating
I laced up the old, stinky, rental skates—at some point warm from someone else’s feet—but my youngest son wanted to learn how to roller skate. It was hard for me to explain to him the motions he needed to make with his own feet without skating myself.
I'm Not Good At Stopping
My Dad was an auto body repairman. He was a master dent removing, sanding, Bondo spreading, paint spraying machine. His work was always his very best. He was a perfectionist always wanting things to be just so. I watched him work on the same spot for a week at a time trying to make sure the body of the car was as smooth as possible.
