In his “Spring Carol,” Robert Louis Stevenson writes: When loud by landside streamlets gush, And…
Category: Reflection
nothing is so beautiful as spring
The birds are flitting from feeder to feeder this morning … their chirping bringing smiles!…
run with willing feet
In quiet moments I’ve been thinking about forgiveness. What does it mean to be forgiven…
geese appear high over us
While driving home from work tonight I saw one of those church message boards. It…
two roads diverged
Today as I have pondered this verse … This is the message we have heard from…
my heart dances with the daffodils
This morning I noticed the daffodils. Their bright sunshiny color caught my eye. They brought…