"Making an ax-helve is like writing a poem. The material is free enough but it takes a poet to use it. Some people imagine that any fine thought is poetry, but there was never a greater mistake.A fine thought, to become poetry, must be seasoned in the upper garrets of the mind for long and... Continue Reading →

"We have a God who delights in impossibilities."Andrew MurrayHummingbirds and bumblebees,Sweet scented lilacs and Sequoia trees,Desert cactus on the burning sand,The tiny fingers of an infant's hand. For every minute—every dayMiracles bloom in vast array!From an eagle soaring across the skyTo the lenses in the human eye.Your troubles come and smother youYou worry—don't know what to... Continue Reading →

"Enjoy the little things. One day you may look back and realize they were the big things."Walking with my grandbabyThis morning, I plucked apples from Scraggly trees in the orchard,Held her high so she could pull some.We loaded a basket and carried them inside.We washed the red and green pomes,Laying them to dry on a white dish towel.Picking... Continue Reading →