Tag: Puzzler’s Corner
She Touched My Spirit
I can’t believe it’s December already. Like so many other years, now that we are in the last month, time seems to be speeding up. My days are far different than they were before the pandemic. Grocery shopping is no longer an after-work errand. I now arrive at the store around 7:00 am to pick… Continue Reading She Touched My Spirit
The Least
My son, Terrance, is now 27 years old. I missed the first three years of his life because he is adopted. When I considered adoption, there were numerous paths to pursue. There were private adoptions mediated by attorneys or agencies created for this purpose. Most of the children available through this avenue are infants. Because… Continue Reading The Least
A Million Lights
I have been blessed to visit the Holy Land twice. The first time I went was in 2011. I was able to make a return journey in 2017. Both trips were far too short. There are so many places to see and so much to learn. The Scriptures truly come to life as you visit… Continue Reading A Million Lights
A Promise Kept
For some reason, when I was a little girl, I loved snow. Growing up in Cleveland, winters were brutal. Our family lived on the border of the snowbelt. There were times when we would receive 4 inches more than my aunt who lived less than 2 miles away. It wasn’t the snowfall I remembered as… Continue Reading A Promise Kept
I Am Woman, Hear Me Roar
I have a few routines that I’ve been trying to maintain over the past few months. One of them is watching professional football. This year has been very fascinating. Like baseball, cutouts have replaced real people in several stadia. A limited number of fans have been allowed in a few arenas. Mixed with the taped… Continue Reading I Am Woman, Hear Me Roar
The Semantics of Semantics
I have always been fascinated by language. When I was six, my mother took my sisters and me to Canada for the World Expo. That was my first introduction to French. I still remember our first meal at a restaurant. My mom spoke French with the waitress as if they were old friends. When she… Continue Reading The Semantics of Semantics
We Are Called
On Sunday morning, I saw an interesting story about jersey swapping in the NFL. Before COVID, players would give an autographed jersey to a player on the opposing team, following a game. As part of its COVID guidelines, the NFL prohibited the tradition. Until a couple of weeks ago. The story I saw described how… Continue Reading We Are Called
Amazing Grace Shall Always Be My Song of Praise
I have numerous new ways of completing my chores and running errands these days. Shopping at the grocery store involves making sure I take a few disinfectant wipes with me, have my mask and arrive early when there are fewer people in the store. I used to spend part of my Sabbath day at Barnes… Continue Reading Amazing Grace Shall Always Be My Song of Praise
Legacy
I am the youngest of four girls. My parent’s marriage was the second for both of them. My father was a widower when he remarried. My mother had my two oldest sisters with her first husband. Growing up, they would recall what it was like to be children and young adults at a pivotal time… Continue Reading Legacy
Are You Ready For Some Football?
This is the time of year that I settle down on Sunday afternoons, evenings, and Monday nights to watch contests on the gridiron. During the Exhibition season, I watch as those college athletes who made it to the NFL learn their new roles. I also scan the rosters to see which players are returning for… Continue Reading Are You Ready For Some Football?