Pulling weeds. That’s my job in the ever constant battle to maintain a yard. Now I don’t always do this just after church, but yet, I do hate weeds. All of this time in the grass gives me time to consider the need of weeding my words. 1. When I break off the top of a weed, I can know …
Lush Lawns and Magic Marriages
I love today’s post from my husband, Mark. He is not only a wise leadership coach, he is also a meticulous gardener, So, I can say that he speaks with authority on this issue. (Don’t believe me? Here he is rushing to put down fertilizer before it snows. He didn’t even change clothes!) ——————– When used regarding marriage, the phrases, …
The Preparation of a Holiday Heart
She was coming. Yes, I’d invited her, but I really hoped she’d be unable to come. After all, she intimidated me. Her clothes were better. Her house was bigger. Her lifestyle was best. And yet, it was Christmas. I was supposed to have peace and good will toward all – even her. So, as I had …
Control the Tongue; Control the Rest
Moving two preschoolers overseas is not for the faint of heart. I’d heard about the crowds on the streets of Asia and decided to buy a backpack type harness for our two-year-old. Turned out to be a good idea, as we walked everywhere within a mile radius of our residence. Hilary wasn’t fond of the restraint, but my …