It is the glory of God to conceal a matter, but the glory of kings to search it out...
The situation is desperate. The men quake with fear but stand ready to fight. The stench of death surrounds them. Despair is palpable.
Good morning, my friends! Week 4?! Already! I can't believe it's almost over! Well, ok, I guess I can. We put up the Christmas tree yesterday, so we are swiftly rushing into the getting giving season. (You may see a few posts on giving in the coming weeks). A heart that is full of thankfulness will share willingly… Continue reading 30 Days of Giving Thanks Weekly Roundup (week 4)
In the English language, there is a four-letter word bandied about so casually it has lost its value...
This post is part of "30 days of Giving Thanks" To read more within this series, click here. We have a fun family tradition that the kids look forward to every year---decorating for Christmas. The day after Thanksgiving, we pack away the pumpkins and leaves and pull out the reds, silvers, greens and golds of Christmas.… Continue reading Day 26: Lights
Happy Thanksgiving! I hope that you are all enjoying the day with people you love.
History is so vital to all people of the world. It angers me how often people try to distort it or erase it.
This post is part of "30 days of Giving Thanks" To read more within this series, click here. I am a product [...of] endless books. My father bought all the books he read and never got rid of any of them. There were books in the study, books in the drawing room, books in the… Continue reading Day 23: Literature
There is a canvas, a ceiling, a dome that I love to look at more than any other work of art. It's painter is the original artist. He invented beauty. His creations have inspired all artists throughout the centuries.
The house was still and silent save for the soft snores of the chocolate lab lying on her bed in the far corner. I sat evaluating the budget and making my to-do list for the following day. No interruptions. No demands. Just the soft airy silence of night.