Potential
Are you in a season of waiting where it feels like you’ve been “stacked aside”? How might God be preparing you for a future purpose you cannot yet see? Driving through East Texas, I...
Author: listwithpaula
Pinged
“Ping, ping, ping…” My cell phone chimed over and over. Someone was sending me a flurry of text messages. Curious, I tapped my screen—and instantly wished I hadn’t. A long, critical rant spilled across...
All Must Bow Down
How fitting that the oldest permanent Christian church in the world, the Basilica of the Nativity in Bethlehem, towers protectively over the birthplace of King Jesus. When my husband and I decided to visit...
The Banyan Tree
On our mission trip to India, I encountered something I had never seen before—a banyan tree. They were everywhere. Sidewalks curved around them, streets bent to accommodate them, and restaurant courtyards used them as...
Pruned For His Glory
Walking through a plant center one spring afternoon, an enticing and invigorating scent drifted my way. I followed the aroma until I found a freshly stocked row of fruit trees. Bees were buzzing happily...
The Anchor Holds
Our hometown of Jasper, Texas sits close enough to the southeastern border of our great state to make the drive to neighboring Louisiana an easy one. That means we also have quick access to...
Tangled Roots
Though it stood among a row of strong, thriving hedges, one of mine always seemed to be in trouble. Season after season, I tried everything—treatments for fungus, sprays for insects, remedies for roots. The...
The Gloaming
The span between sunset and dark is one of my favorite times of day. I didn’t know it had a name until I heard it mentioned in a movie some years ago: the gloaming....
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Baby Grand is always ready to tackle a job. Since he was two years old, his job has been to take the cream pods from the big glass jar in the pantry and place...
Morning Coffee Interrupted
Nanny enjoying her morning coffee & cigarette while sitting on the dog house in her backyard. Now that I’m a Nana, I realize that my maternal grandmother’s specter-like movements around the house in the...