The end of May has traditionally been a harder time than normal for me. It’s the end of school for starters. I loved school growing up and I remember crying most last days of school. Yes, I continued to play school over the summer and read lots of books, but…
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These past few months have been hard; emotionally and mentally hard. I’ve put off writing this blog for a couple of weeks because I would prefer to be positive and say all is well and all is good. Yet, saying “life is hard” somehow seems a bit defeating. Still, life…
Easter has come and gone. We are in the 50-day waiting period before Pentecost; when the Holy Spirit was given to us. I don’t know about you, but I don’t like to wait. I don’t like to wait because that usually means I’m not in control. After Jesus rose from…
I love doing puzzles! I’ve been putting puzzles together for as long as I can remember. I find them very soothing to get lost in a picture, a picture that I see once I begin and then once I end. You see, once I pick out which puzzle we are…
We are in the Advent season as Christ followers. I have to admit, though, that I was wondering what the definition of advent was, so I had to look it up. Advent is the arrival of a notable person, thing, or event. The dictionary gave an example of advent as…
Over Thanksgiving, we were close enough to the Billy Graham Library that we decided this would be a great rainy-day activity. The Library consists of his home when he was younger, a barn which contains memorabilia, and the grounds also include where he and his wife are buried; along with…
When I think of a monument, I think of the Washington Monument in Washington, D.C. It is a symbol of our country that for me symbolizes unity. I honestly don’t know if there is an actual meaning behind this monument or if the singularity of the monument represents Washington’s first…
That’s a loaded question, right? Are you ready to heal? Heal from what, you might ask. Your past? Your present? Your failures? Well, that’s for you to decide. We all have scars, bruises, and cuts that we have to handle. Not all of these wounds are faults of our own….
It was the summer after fourth grade when my family took a trip out west for a church meeting my dad was attending. It was an emotional time as we were in the process of moving from Ohio to New Jersey and yet we had excitement over a trip. Five…
I’m writing this post from an Arkansas state park early in the morning as the kids are still asleep. The family is on the start of a 26-day journey across parts of America in an RV. This is something Brian and I thought we’d do one day when we were…