by Shirley | Jun 26, 2015 | My Story
I visited the cemetery today. With all that is going on in the world, I had an overwhelming need to slip away. Feeling as if things were pulling at me every which way I turned, I knew that no one would pull at me here; the cemetery. So, I slipped away. First, I...
by Shirley | Jun 22, 2015 | Cultural Awareness, God Is Close To The Broken Hearted
It’s been all over the news that a white man walked into a church last Wednesday, sat with the African American people for an hour, and then opened fire on them. Also reported is that the man desired to start a “race war.” In the face of this...
by Shirley | Jun 21, 2015 | My Story, Words of Love To My Babies
This morning we got up super early for a Sunday. We loaded the boat with our rod and reels and headed off to fish for our supper. It’s a good thing we had a back up plan as no fish were biting today in this heat despite the variety of crickets and worms we...
by Shirley | Jun 19, 2015 | Cultural Awareness, God Is Close To The Broken Hearted
This morning I stumbled out of bed and left the covers wadded up as my 10 year old crawled into bed with me early this morning and was still sound asleep. Walking into the kitchen, I opened the black refrigerator doors and reached inside for an ice cold Coke Zero....
by Shirley | Jun 18, 2015 | Cultural Awareness, God Is Close To The Broken Hearted
When the alarm started blaring country music, the only station that will come in properly on that tiny outdated box that sits on my night stand, I struggled to open my eyes as I reached to turn that noise off. As soon as my feet hit the floor, I walked around the bed...