Annabelle was sitting on our small carpet eating popcorn while watching Shirley Temple dance and sing. Barrett popped more that night while we caught up and relaxed before heading to bed. I even ended up popping some the next night to munch after Annabelle was in bed and Barrett was attending a Bible Study. Life at the…
Gray Skies
I heard Annabelle crying so I went in to check on her. She wasn’t on her bed, as it was still made. She wasn’t on her chair either, as it was still occupied with the green, stuffed dog. I then peeked into her pop-up pink princess tent and there she was. It was after 9pm and our apartment was…
It Could Always Be Worse
Warning: This is only for fun and to make you smile. As much as I joke about poop, I really hate it. We see it on the sidewalks of Okinawa and in our driveway due to neglectful doggy owners. We choose our paths carefully as we say, “watch out for the poop!” Yuck. We’ve said it so much lately…
Memorial Day Memories
Eight years ago this weekend, I met a preacher at my brother’s church that looked about 16 years old. I was helping my brothers lead worship in song when I saw him come in. After the music portion was over, I sat next to my sister-in-law as we tried to guess his age with the brief history…
Perspective Pause
“How God thinks of us is not only more important, but infinitely more important.” C.S. Lewis claims this. In other words, the fundamental thought of God is not what or how we think of Him, but what God thinks of us. Phew. Let me think about that again. My mind is delving my past thought processes and I…