Flecks of pink and orange winked at us between the needles of shortleaf pine. Turning off the Blue Ridge Parkway, my husband geared down our car to ascend into a higher elevation. The December sun descended quickly, and by the time we located our last turn, darkness enveloped our Honda CRV. Night falls rapidly in the Smokies. Parking on the gravel drive, we …
Holy Father, Thank You for being My Lamp this past year. As I look back, I see that You were always there, shining Light on every dark situation (2 Samuel 22:29). I have to admit that there were times that I felt quite blinded, like someone was holding their hand in front of my face. But, thank You that …
Paula was one of my best friends in college. We met because she needed a ride across town. You see, I had a little car. And Paula had her guide dog, Lena. I must admit that in the first few months of our friendship, Paula’s blindness was far more of a handicap for me than it was for …
