No More Campfires

In homes where wealth Is relabeled need, And we think no one knows We've simply redefined greed; Our hearts grow colder, Our hands serve slower, And the songs of freedom are forgotten By ... Read More

Hallelujah of Leaves

"I love the early September leaves,  dry at the tip, just beginning to brown and curl as the apples and pears bend the branches down and make it easier for small hands to grasp the treasure the leave... Read More

Loving My Mother

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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

Nativity

"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