A blog on why I, as a proud Southerner, will not fly the Confederate Battle Flag. Includes commentary from fellow Christian, writer, Southerner, Texan, and American — Jennie Baron.
RIP Dawn Dell Dever Connell – my sister and my friend. [11 July 1967–30 November 2016] I never imagined a world where our Dawny wasn’t just a phone call away. When you went Home, Dawny, a little bit of sunshine went out of the world. I don’t weep for our Dawny. There’s no more pain and suffering for her. She’s gone Home to the Lord’s embrace – for that, I will celebrate. However, for now… and for a long time to come… I weep. I weep for Joseph and Wayne. I weep for our parents and sisters. I weep for myself. I weep for a world without our Dawny… without Joseph’s Angel to make us laugh.
Source: Joseph’s Angel
A poem about that first cup in the morning… that sexy cup of coffee
Source: Sweet Addiction
Curiosity is integral to our human existence – to question is to breathe.
Source: Why Do I Question?
A poem questioning what moves us to compassion… and what moves us to refuse it.
Source: Ruminating On Compassion
We need our Sabbath days
Source: Poem: The Gift of Sabbath
Few of us know real love more than a handful of times and the seasons of love and heartache have something to teach us. The lessons learned are hard, but can lead to fulfillment in deep and lasting relationships.
Source: Seasons of Love