Love playing school with my granddaughter. Although we have to play by her rules. She tells me what character I will be – and she tells me what I am supposed to say. So really I don’t have to use my imagination – I just follow Zoe’s scrip. This week we had a music class. […]
In Christian circles we use the word “worship” to often refer to the twenty or so minutes we spend on Sunday morning singing songs. Depending on the church you attend the music may be very formal with hymn books, organ and perhaps a choir. It may consist of words projected overhead on a screen with […]
My granddaughter turned eight years old this month. In her eight years she has kept me laughing with her wisdom. One of the funniest memories is when she was four years old and was trying to get her Papa to make a decision about whether he would take her to one of her favorite places […]
Love playing school with my granddaughter. Although we have to play by her rules. She tells me what character I will be – and she tells me what I am supposed to say. So really I don’t have to use my imagination – I just follow Zoe’s scrip. This week we had a music class. […]
I was just six years old. Too young many would say to know what I was really doing. But I knew. Growing up in a family that attended church every Sunday and where my parents practiced what they preached on Monday through Saturday also, I understood that Jesus loved everyone – even “sinners.” I wasn’t […]
Little church in the country Growing up my earliest memories of church took place at Zion Methodist Church. This country church is just east of the town of Mt. Vernon, Illinois where I was born many, many years ago. My mother and father made a commitment to serve the Lord in this little church when […]
Love playing school with my granddaughter. Although we have to play by her rules. She tells me what character I will be – and she tells me what I am supposed to say. So really I don’t have to use my imagination – I just follow Zoe’s scrip. This week we had a music class. […]
Little church in the country Growing up my earliest memories of church took place at Zion Methodist Church. This country church is just east of the town of Mt. Vernon, Illinois where I was born many, many years ago. My mother and father made a commitment to serve the Lord in this little church when […]
I was just six years old. Too young many would say to know what I was really doing. But I knew. Growing up in a family that attended church every Sunday and where my parents practiced what they preached on Monday through Saturday also, I understood that Jesus loved everyone – even “sinners.” I wasn’t […]
Love playing school with my granddaughter. Although we have to play by her rules. She tells me what character I will be – and she tells me what I am supposed to say. So really I don’t have to use my imagination – I just follow Zoe’s scrip. This week we had a music class. […]
Love playing school with my granddaughter. Although we have to play by her rules. She tells me what character I will be – and she tells me what I am supposed to say. So really I don’t have to use my imagination – I just follow Zoe’s scrip. This week we had a music class. […]
Little church in the country Growing up my earliest memories of church took place at Zion Methodist Church. This country church is just east of the town of Mt. Vernon, Illinois where I was born many, many years ago. My mother and father made a commitment to serve the Lord in this little church when […]
That time has come! That time when I realize that I do not want to spend the last years of my life dusting all the “stuff” I have accumulated over the years. That time when I realize I do not want to spend the last years of my life cleaning floors in rooms I no […]
Recently our youngest granddaughter had a sleepover with us. We took her to a children’s museum. On the way home we started playing a game we had played with our children when they were little to pass the time on a road trip. My husband started by saying “I’m going on a picnic and I’m […]
