As a little girl growing up in a small town, my Grandpa was a big part of my life. He owned an Auto Parts Store and a Marine Store in Leechburg, PA, and everybody knew Bus Crookshank. When I think back on those days of stopping into his store with my mother, the smell ofContinue reading “The Color Red”
Years ago, I read a little story by Chuck Swindoll and it goes something like this… A pastor had been invited to dinner at the home of a woman of the church, and she served a delicious ham. The pastor enjoyed it so much that he asked for the recipe, and the woman wrote itContinue reading “Change is Hard”
Romans 12:1 So brothers and sisters, since God has shown us great mercy, I beg you to offer your lives as a living sacrifice to him. Your offering must be only for God and pleasing to him. This is the spiritual way for you to worship Matthew 6:10 We pray that your kingdom will come. We prayContinue reading “Cut the String”
As a small child, I would follow my Dad around the house or yard, marching to a sing-song cadence of left, right, left, right. My Dad was a Marine through and through, and as we marched he would say some words that rhymed, but I was concerned with getting the right and left thing workedContinue reading “Happy Father’s Day, Dad”
Living life way beyond the blue, out of the ordinary, above the chaos, with deep abiding joy and peace.