This time of year, I’ve been known to do some wool-gathering. Not because it’s cold — is it ever really cold in Texas? — but because I have so many rich, colorful memories, and I like to spend a little time recalling and being thankful.
I feel a little overwhelmed. The Blonde and I work hard at running our calendar because if you don’t run your calendar, your calendar will run you.
December is the time of year when many families consider making cash gifts to their children or grandchildren. Such is the case with Mr. and Mrs. Bradshaw.
The holiday season is in full swing as of this edition of the Glen Rose Reporter.
John 10:28 states, “And I give unto them eternal life; and they shall never perish, neither shall any man pluck them out of my hand.”
I feel like Charlie Brown when Lucy pulls the football away right before he tries to kick it. I know the battle is spiritual just like Ephesians 6:12 tells me it is.
I’m not ready for Thanksgiving. I haven’t planned a menu or thought about who will bring what to our family dinner. I have bought a turkey, so that’s something.
