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: Nature
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...
Storm on the Horizon
God has always spoken most clearly to my heart at the beach. The Gulf lay before me like a lullaby. Gentle waves rolled onto the shore with quiet confidence, each one surrendering itself to...
Service Isn’t Always Fun
I used to have two pear trees in our yard, the hard kind of pears meant more for cooking and canning than for eating fresh. They were faithful trees. Every season they produced, and...
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...
Strong Spiritual Current
Yesterday afternoon’s clouds gave way to today’s brilliant, cool morning, one that could only be described as a gift for this usually humid corner of Texas. Wrapped in a light jacket, I walked through...
Barriers
I love to walk on the beach. It’s therapeutic for me. The sound of the waves, the warmth of the sun, and the gentle rhythm of my steps all seem to calm my spirit....
Refined
I bent down to pick up a piece of sea glass gleaming among the shells. Once, it had been part of something whole—a bottle, maybe, or a jar. But somewhere along the way, it...
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...