Y'all, I know you've read the news. And, by now if you read this blog much, you've probably guessed that I went to Ole Miss, that my family went to Ole Miss, that my grandmother was Miss Ole Miss. (She still is, by the way. Ask anyone who knows her.) So, when Ole Miss makes the news because of the vandalism of a statue of James Meredith, it makes me think. Long and ...
Faith
FMF: Choose
"Rejoice in the Lord always. I will say it again, "Rejoice!" Philippians 4:4 I read those verses, and I realize: I have a choice. Do I see the scattered crumbs on the table, the chocolate smeared on the shirts or the grinning milk mustaches enjoying every morsel? Do I see the dirty dishes piled up or the well-fed tummies that sleep soundly under our roof? Do I ...
I am the offering.
I've been thinking a lot about sacrifice lately. Maybe it's the buds sprouting green all around me, promising spring and Easter and new life, and one can't think of that without remembering the sacrifice that made it all possible. Or maybe it's that twinge deep inside me that says things are just too comfortable around here, you know? Either way, I've been thinking about ...
FMF: Small
"I lead a small life - well, valuable, but small - and sometimes I wonder, do I do it because I like it, or because I haven't been brave?" - You've Got Mail Lightning strikes; thunder resounds, shaking the house and the world all around it. In the enormity of the storm, I am small. Waves lap a white-sand beach with not another soul for miles to see. With the vastness ...