The Beach Spider Lily
Years ago, my sister-in-law, Donice, pruned her beach spider lilies by dividing the bulbs at the root ball. She gave me a few bulbs to plant at our river cabin. “They don’t need any...
Category: Family
Keep Climbing
My grandson came flying up the beach house stairs with a beautiful shell clutched tightly in his hand. He couldn’t wait to show us his treasure. Just a few steps from the top, his...
Broken Crayons Still Color
The restaurant overlooked the bayside of the peninsula. As the evening sun settled lower in the sky, the water shimmered like sheets of gold. Long rows of pelicans glided just above the surface, each...
Hidden Thorns
This year on our annual dove hunt in George West—a trip my husband and I take every September with my brother-in-law Kit and his wife Marsha—I had no idea God was going to teach...
Spiritual Warnings
My dad called later than he normally would in the evening. As soon as I answered, I heard his smoke alarm blaring in the background. He said he couldn’t get it to go off....
Building More…
There’s something special about seeing my son and my dad working side by side again. My son is in his mid-thirties now, and he’s finally taking the leap of faith to follow his heart...
The Gift of Time
If someone were to ask me to name one of my goals in life, one of them would be this: that my grandchildren, long after I’m gone, would look back on memories of me...
Call On Him
I’ve always been the one behind the camera in our family—the one capturing everyone else’s moments. So, there aren’t many photos of me just being me. One Sunday morning at church, a friend’s son...
Little Notes
My husband doesn’t leave the house early every day—only on mornings when he’s heading to our cabin by the river or going fishing. On those days, he slips quietly out of bed and moves...
Purpose
My dad is eighty-four years old and still full of determination. He lives near me in a little country home and has been spending his days clearing a fence row that had grown wild...