Tag: memories
The Blackened Teeth of Yesterday
With triple digit temperatures for weeks, I will remember August 2010 as brutal here in Texas. When the temp finally drops to the mid-90s, it will feel like a cold front. And yes, I am complaining, even in the good ole USA where a/c units are abundant and faithfully spit out ice-cold air to ease…
old journals…
yellowed pages of yesteryears’ poems… my life revealed and concealed
Small Awakenings…
Divided by long, prosaic interludes, life is a series of awakenings. I don’t know about you, but I have had several ”revelations” that have desperately influenced me–dividing my life into two parts: before and after. Sometimes awakenings have occured because of unexpected happenings; while at other times, the most mundane things have grabbed my attention and changed the course of…
Skipping Through Life
My daughter’s outreach team in Cyprus Our 20 year-old daughter just returned from six months in Cyprus. This was her second year in a missionary-training school. Her daddy and I spent the last couple of days getting ready for her homecoming. And when she finally walked through the door, our hearts flooded with joy. It…
‘Fractured Fairy Tales’
Recently we had a group of friends over for a Shabbat celebration and meal. Someone mentioned the old program from “Rocky and Bullwinkle”… “Fractured Fairy Tales.” Well, I hadn’t thought about those cartoons for decades! And the idea flooded my heart and mind with a deluge of warm memories… sitting around the tv after school with my sisters and…
My Life Happened in that Room
Pastor Olen Griffing, founder and pastor of Shady Grove Church, and his wife Syble Last Friday night, I said good-bye to a room. Strange, but that’s what I did. The missionaries of our church enjoyed a Jewish Sabbath celebration in the hospitality room of our old church building. Since the old church has been sold–and we…
‘Love You Forever’
I never could identify with the person who doesn’t enjoy a catnap in the middle of the day every now and then. It is a rare privilege in the hectic schedule of life to lie down in the afternoon and close my eyes for few minutes, but I relish the opportunity if it comes. It refreshes…
Bonnie Saul Wilks 