Share Loving My Mother by Vernie Lynn DeMille Loving my mother with a mother’s heart I see more clearly The worries and balancing That kept her ever walking The webbed tightrope st...Read More
Share To the Mother of Her Who My Child Loves by Vernie Lynn DeMille It was your gentle hands, In a childhood long past, That tended the heart Of the woman he loves. It was you...Read More
"Today was a Day Two kind of day. I felt the weight of sorrow and the comfort of hope. It was a day to be human and to be grateful for salvation. It was gloriously messy and real. And through it all I...Read More
"No matter what we're experiencing it will change with the passage of time. What is of greatest importance then, in a world where both the view and vantage point are so changeable?
Knowing where to...Read More
"Is this call,
To come unto Him,
The invitation to our own
Nativity?
An opportunity for rebirth and
Becoming
A new people,
Keeping a new covenant
And ushering in
A new world."...Read More
"I imagine that she too had to remind herself that it wasn't all dirty nappies, dirty dishes, dirty floors, fingers, and faces. That somewhere in the mundaneness of it all the work of God was happ...Read More
"Because feeling weak is just an idea,
Like worry, or fear, or hope.
And ideas can change
The course of history,
And my own mind.
So while I breathe
And while I stand
...Read More
Choice, the capacity to utilize our free will, only happens when we have at least two options to choose between. Those who proclaim the all-encompassing importance of free choice, while condemning...Read More
"The name she goes by in each part of our family doesn’t seem to matter much; it is what the name has come to mean that has made all the difference. "...Read More