The Best Gift
In this song, I visualize a Grandma sitting in her rocking chair with grandkids sitting around her. She wants to share with them what is the best thing about Christmas.
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“Whatever your task, work heartily, as serving the Lord and not men,” Colossians 3:23. . Since my husband, Paul, returned home from the nursing home on Feb. 18, 2020, I have been his caregiver. He’d had lymphoplasmacytic lymphoma … Continued
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A specific song has been going through my mind for days. In the mid-1980s, I fell in love with this meaningful song. It seemed to speak my heart’s feelings to my Savior, Jesus Christ. Anne Murray recorded “You Needed Me” sometime … Continued
In 2016, my devotional titled “Running the Race,” published in The Upper Room, prompted an interesting discussion. I am reprinting it here. A reader asked many questions to clarify what I believed. I answered: Thank you, Elias, for commenting on my … Continued
My memories of riding to Florida in the back of my grandfather’s Buick included the shock of seeing unpainted houses overflowing with poorly-dressed children, their bare feet painted red with Georgia clay. Growing up white in a segregated neighborhood and … Continued