I could not stop the squeal of delight that escaped my soul. I adore daffodils.  I stood perfectly still for the longest time, staring at...

Unexpected discovery. Humbling, yes, but also funny.  It’s creative.  Who knew this cottage would be so perfect for helping people. . .

It sits there, in it's place, torturing me. I know I need to write. I know I need to confess. I leave it there with its accusing black sc

A beautiful mess?  That is an oxymoron of my hyper organized personality. My brain wants to believe messes mean one thing. .

In truth, life is a menagerie of easily doable; too hard to even try; and a million intermediate steps. 

I tried not to gawk.  I’m not at all sure I succeeded.  I hope I did not look as astounded as I felt.  This.  This is, well, more.

The questions are many and answers are few. People don’t understand stuff like this.  Mostly, I don’t either. 

When circumstances are terribly difficult, there is a way to get through and will be a testimony to tell as you overcome

If you want the truth, they will tell you the truth.  Now, do not be misled. Truth is not a synonym for their personal opinions. 

This Christmas sucks for her.  Never one to care much in the first place, she thought it would be no big deal. However, broken hearts demand

I have never seen anything like it.  I cannot reproduce it.  I have no idea why it happens here.  But it does.

The black sheep may feel unworthy, but there is one who seeks and will find him, bring him home and give him what he has always wanted.

How do we get through the fields and the forests of our problems? Journey together. That is how.

To know how to be a man, one must know a man. Papa Ron will help you find yourself and your value. He will show you what you can be made of.

Anger when we are hurt is a normal reaction. Long standing mad, though, ends up hurting us more than our offenders.

Wild Hope may not be reasonable, but when it is realized the result is worth the risk. Come, we will take you to the Hope giver.