Dear Pastor's Wife

Dear Pastor’s Wife: The Dance of the Fire Ants

Dear Pastor’s Wife, Well, you are due for another letter, and I have something burning in me to share (pun intended.) So we meet here, again, with computer and keys- but imagining beautiful paper and handwritten ink. *** It happened in this one particular flower garden in my yard. {It seems to happen here often.}… Read More Dear Pastor’s Wife: The Dance of the Fire Ants

Stories of Grace

Stories of Grace: I Need To See Your Face

“Mommy?” Her tiny voice sounded from beneath the wooden dock where my husband and I were casting our fishing line into the sparkling pond at our home. “Yes?” I answered, mirroring her voice inflection. “Mommy?!” She chirped again, and this time her voice was accompanied with a vigorous splashing as she swam out from beneath… Read More Stories of Grace: I Need To See Your Face