Welcome to my blog! I hope to fill this spot with both travel articles, inspirational pieces and my photography. Hopefully, you’ll choose to read both. I love to travel and experience the world, whether it’s in my own hometown or across the globe. I also love to study and learn more about our awesome God and His plans for me and this amazing world He has created. So, if these interests are up your alley too – join me for some thoughtful “ramblings” from a Joyful Writer.
Friday, February 25, 2022
Glimpses of North Carolina
Friday, February 18, 2022
A Stack of Wood
Friday, February 11, 2022
Mama's Birthday
When this picture of my mother was taken, she
was around 25-years old. At that moment,
she was already a survivor. Yet, you can
see in her face that she was happy – with most of her life still ahead of her. Going through hard times can often cause us
to appreciate better times much more.
Mama was born 103 years ago in 1919, shortly after WWI, and in the middle of the Spanish flu pandemic (its dates: Feb 1918-April 1920). She was a pre-teen in a poor farming family during the Great Depression, and a newlywed when WWII began.
We
think our times are rough now, but I tend to think the early to mid-1940s must
have been an especially difficult and frightening time in which to live.
As
a child, Mama grew up in what we might call poverty, but she didn’t even
realize she was poor because everyone she knew lived in the same condition. Her family lived on a farm and so they did
have food to eat. She was the youngest
of five children and always wore hand-me-down clothes. Her parents were hard-working people, struggling
to make ends meet, but still cared for their children and took them to church.
Mama was the epitome of the Proverbs 31 virtuous wife – and I might add, Mother. She was totally trustworthy and devoted to her family. She was the hardest working woman I’ve ever known – and she never complained about it. She was a wonderful cook, seamstress, gardener, and flower arranger. That woman could stick a twig into her special soil and it would root into a beautiful plant. I don’t know how she did it!
Oh, how Mama loved her children! Me, my younger sister Ava and much younger
brother Clark were all nurtured with love and tenderness. Mama sewed almost all of our clothes, and
attempted to get us to eat healthy (I was a very picky eater – sorry Mama!). She also took us to church each Sunday, even
before Daddy was saved (when I was nine years old). She leaves behind a wonderful legacy that continues through our generations. And I am happy to know that I will see her again (:
I thank God for every remembrance of my dear Mother, and wholeheartedly say, “Her children rise up and call her blessed…many daughters have done well, but you excel them all…a woman who fears the Lord, she shall be praised,” Proverbs 31:28-30.
Happy Birthday in Heaven, Mama!!!
Her favorite color was always pink (:
Friday, February 4, 2022
What Fear?
I chose this out-of-focus picture of my granddaughter because it gives the impression that she has heard a sound behind her and, with a twinge of fear and uncertainty in her face, she’s glancing back to see what caused that sound.
How often in our day-to-day routine do we
experience a twinge of fear when the sounds of life rumble behind us and we
turn to see what sort of danger might be creeping up on us?
How often do the “what ifs?” that circle
around us cause us to go into full-blown fear mode?
If we’re honest, we’ll probably admit, “Far
too often!”
Where does all this fear come from? Well, the Bible makes it clear where it doesn’t come from: “For God has not given us a spirit of fear, but of power and of love and of a sound mind,” 2 Timothy 1:7. So, where does fear come from?
The thing is, Fear has a name and it’s called, “the Enemy.” The Enemy, AKA Satan and his minions, dearly love to inject fear into our lives. If they can cause ripples of fear to skitter up your backbone, or full-blown fear to make your heart pound, they consider it a victory – a job well-done. You can almost hear them cackling in the background.
Frankly, I don’t like the sound of that. How about you?
Negative “What ifs?” are tools the enemy wants to use to throw a wrench into the “sound mind” God wants us to enjoy. We can foil his nasty attempts to rattle us by turning the negatives into positives. Consider positive “What ifs?” to replace those that cause fear. What if tomorrow I feel empowered and confident and my day turns out to be wonderful? What if I'm able to make a new friend at that new school/new job/new church - and it ends up being a great relationship? What if - fill in the blank with something that sounds good to you.
The answer to being fearful is found in Psalm 34:4: “I sought the Lord, and he answered me and delivered me from all my fears.” Now, that’s something I like the sound of!
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