The solo act in the car today was AWESOME! The harmony, the lead, the low, all the parts… Wait? What?!! That can’t be right?? I was the driver. And yet it felt SO GOOD to crank up the volume and praise and lift my hands….make up my own words, drum on the stirring wheel and…
So I have this growing in the corners of my bathroom for various reasons: I live in Alabama and the humidity here in June and July would burst the thermometers of hell some days and we haven’t turned on our air (which is a post in and of itself…why? oh, why haven’t we turn on…
So, I don’t even know how that happened. Six. It just sounds old. I mean five is still squishy and little and come sit in my lap let’s talk or sing but six. I know six. I used to teach sixes. They would enter my first grade classroom hand-in-hand with their momma. Hanging in her…
“Some days are hard other days are harder” is what she said when we hugged “A man could preach on pain and suffering 52 weeks a year and it still wouldn’t be enough” is what he said just before they said “Amen” ************* If you’re new here, Hi, I’m Karmen the voice at Blessings Beyond…
oh.my.stars. has it been that long?! yes, I still blog (mostly in my head-does that count?) oh how I wish it did count and posts really could be written Mary Poppin’s style with a blink or a curtsy or whatever it was she did when she did her thing. We’d have so much more…
“How much would you charge us to carry daddy to his grave in your wagon?” the man asked the cowboy. “Nothing. Just tell me when and where and I’ll be there.” This simple, honest exchange is reason number seven hundred and twenty two gazillion (and counting) of why I love the cowboy so. While he…