Trading in my rocks…

Trading in my rocks…

Pride. Rocks, of all different sizes, that I  accumulated over time. I filled my pockets – greedy thing that I was – weighing myself down until I could barely move. Yet I strained, determined to slowly trudge on…this balancing act of keeping it all...
Grace from the Rocking Chair

Grace from the Rocking Chair

Not long ago, God woke me in the middle of the night to tend to my youngest. I could say that Willow’s sweet, soft voice calling out to me in the dark was the reason my tired feet hit the floor at 2 a.m. but now I know better. God uses moments like these to...
When a Closing Door Leads to Grace

When a Closing Door Leads to Grace

Every summer my mind unwinds to a time when running barefoot didn’t hurt my feet. I would play outside till the street lights came on and check in with Mom to see if I could stay out a bit longer. She’d give a somewhat reluctant nod and I’d take off...
Five Minute Friday: Gift

Five Minute Friday: Gift

This week’s Five Minute Friday prompt is on the word gift. I must say this is the least pre-calculated FMF I’ve ever written. I hope it makes sense, ya’ll…   😉 *************** Gift Start: I’ve always heard that old adage,...