Happy New Year to each of you faithful readers on the Scarlett Road! Twenty-twenty-two’s arrival was a bit bumpy for several reasons; I will be sharing more about each of the reasons in the coming days. But for now, (?!) a grandbaby due this month is taking large quantities of time and energy since big … Continue reading Spontaneous Praise
Grandchildren
A Reward From Him
On this beautiful- gift-of-a- morning in Colorado, and keeping with my “no dairy, no sugar” fast, I enjoyed a breakfast of scrambled eggs, grits and bacon. But what I’ve enjoyed the most is spending time with precious granddaughters. They provide hours of fun and making sure I sleep well at night 😉 - But not … Continue reading A Reward From Him
Called to Development or Diminution?
Have you ever been labeled with a derogatory name that you just cannot seem to get out from under? Maybe you were branded as a child and were repeatedly called stupid, crazy, fat, ugly or some other belittling adjective. Many children are made to feel they cannot do anything right and we wonder why they … Continue reading Called to Development or Diminution?
“Cry Out” Challenge, Day 7
But when the people of Israel cried out to the Lord for help, the Lord AGAIN raised up a rescuer to save them. Judges 3:15a During the time of the Judges, God served as Israel’s king and they were to follow and obey Him. Yet, Israel rarely walked in obedience; It was more like sheep … Continue reading “Cry Out” Challenge, Day 7
Face planted!
I’m thankful “I took a knee” (see blogpost: “I took a knee”) some 40 years ago while playing basketball. I’m thankful I experienced the trauma but yet, had a great coach run to my side. I’m thankful she knew what to have me do for finding my breath again. You know why? Just the other … Continue reading Face planted!
A Fragile State of Repair
Hopeless and confused, describes how I was feeling in 2015 after hearing from several doctors that I would need surgery. So, waiting to see the neurosurgeon for my herniated discs, I didn’t have any hope for recovery apart from surgery. As I reclined on the sofa, also recovering from a bout of vertigo, our youngest … Continue reading A Fragile State of Repair
The Scarlett Road 