So, I made it. Posted on March 26, 2009 By pamela Like I’ve been saying, I never thought I’d live this long. I’m so glad I was wrong about that and am so grateful to God that He’s given me the life and family He has. I’m grateful for the opportunity of my life. I so want it to mean something and in the end I want it to have been lived well. So, today’s been a sweet day — I’ll post some details and photos soon — but it’s late now and I’m just spending a bit of time reflecting on all that’s happened. It’s really been a wonderful day… a wonderful, wonderful day week of celebrating in many ways the many things this birthday means to me. But for now, I’ll just have to dream about all these wonderful things as I drift off to sleep… finally fifty… and I’ll have to dream about what the Lord might have for the second half century of my life. Thanks for the wonderful greetings and letters. I appreciate them very much. God bless you all, dear readers. Sleep well. Live well. Finish well. my story
reclaiming former resolve Posted on February 15, 2017 Resolve. Quite a number of times recently I’ve longed for reclaiming former resolve. Sort of the embracing of the old paths — things that became such high priorities in former days. So now, I humbly say, experiences in recent years have really knocked me down and drained my resolve. Sinking… Read More
Quintessential Motherhood Posted on February 26, 2021February 25, 2021 Throughout the week I wonder what the LORD would have me to write. In an attempt to convey a message from my heart, I have the usual distactions. Distractions, buzzers, timers, calls, the dryer’s beep-beep-beep, the knocking at the back door… distractions. And then I thought: distractions? No: life. Life… Read More
Our House Our Welcome Home Posted on May 4, 2015May 4, 2015 ♫ Never_Walk_Alone We stepped inside the front doorway of our new house nineteen years ago. From that moment, this nearly one hundred year old farmhouse felt like home to me. In my notebook that I carried most everywhere I went was a page of notes — prayer requests, actually. And… Read More