City Girl

As I sit here on Father’s Day wondering what to write, my thoughts keep going to Daddy, so I want to share the first story I posted on the blog site I set up the year he died. […]

Geography was not one of my best subjects in school, and I still have trouble reading a map or telling which of the four directions I’m facing without a compass. […]

Before we left on our trip to Israel, the most common questions I was asked were Are you getting excited? And Aren’t you scared? […]

Country life is hard, especially if you’re a nameless cat without a real home. […]

I have just spent a week in Israel that left me not only jet lagged and fatigued, but at a loss for words – an unfamiliar and undesirable condition for a writer. […]

By the time you read this, I will be home recovering from a major case of jet lag after having marked of a very big item off my bucket list. […]

A couple of weeks ago, Pat came to our Wednesday morning Bible study excited about a story she had seen about a 31-year-old bald eagle who recently became a foster dad. […]

In March of 1998 a small group of believers began meeting at the home of Jim and Tiny Jones for Bible study and fellowship. That group became Believers’ Baptist Church, and this past weekend we celebrated our 25th anniversary. […]

Sunday was a great day with our church family at Believers’ Baptist. That was the opening sentence I planned for a simple article about some touching vignettes I saw on the first day of this week. […]

When David and I moved to Emory in February of 2011, I was about as much of a city slicker as a girl could be. […]