Ol’ Money Bags

I distinctly remember the day I gave my grandma the nickname “Ol’ Money Bags.” I was probably 6 or 7 years old, and I was spending the day with Grandma Mayhew, my favorite person in the world. We had just walked home from the bank where Grandma had cashed a check. I followed her into…

A Broken Spirit

I am my father’s daughter. With that said, I recently took on a project that was way above my head.  Tired of wiping fingerprints off my beloved kitchen table, I decided to be creative and mosaic the glass top. For a year or so, I researched and planned and then purchased the tools and stained…

Kindness Matters

Ephesians 4:32 “And be ye kind one to another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another, even as God for Christ’s sake hath forgiven you.” When I was in the third grade, my family suffered a bankruptcy. We lost the house we owned and moved into a small rental house. Even though the rental house was much older…

A Quiet Spirit

Oh, to have that peaceful, quiet spirit!  As I have longed for this in my own life and study, I have come to certain Biblical and practical conclusions.  In an age of convenience shopping, I find that I cannot “get” a quiet spirit like I can “get” a new utensil for my kitchen.  (And boy,…