When Everything Means Nothing

Thank you God for everything in this world. Such was Gabe’s rush to pizza prayer before dinner last night. I followed up with with some “thanks-for-everything” means “thanks-for-nothing” motherly instruction.  Be specific, boys. God wants to hear the details.  Thank Him for two good times you had today.  Then, this morning the AM talk show…

Game On, Grumble Monster!

A heart that is full of grace and goodness wi thin will bear a great many strokes, and never make any noise, but if an empty heart is struck it will make a noise. Context is everything.  New context infuses new life into the old, the familiar. Hanging an old rose acrylic on new wall…