God’s Word tells us that if we were to stop singing praises to Him, the stones would cry out. I’m not making that up – not really!

“Go to the village ahead of you, and as you enter it, you will find a colt tied there, which no one has ever ridden. Untie it and bring it here. If anyone asks you, ‘Why are you untying it?’ say, ‘The Lord needs it.’” Those who were sent ahead went and found it just as he had told them. As they were untying the colt, its owners asked them, “Why are you untying the colt?” They replied, “The Lord needs it.” They brought it to Jesus, threw their cloaks on the colt and put Jesus on it. As he went along, people spread their cloaks on the road. When he came near the place where the road goes down the Mount of Olives, the whole crowd of disciples began joyfully to praise God in loud voices for all the miracles they had seen: “Blessed is the king who comes in the name of the Lord!” “Peace in heaven and glory in the highest!” Some of the Pharisees in the crowd said to Jesus, “Teacher, rebuke your disciples!” “I tell you,” he replied, “if they keep quiet, the stones will cry out.” – Luke 19:30-40

This portion of Scripture reminds me of a line in a song from “Jesus Christ Superstar” and I believe it’s called “Hosanna”.  It’s on You Tube so go over there and watch it.  Anyway the lyrics go something like this:

Hosanna Heysanna Sanna Sanna Ho
Sanna Hey Sanna Ho Sanna
Hey J C, J C won’t you smile at me?
Sanna Ho Sanna Hey Superstar

Tell the rabble to be quiet
We anticipate a riot
This common crowd
Is much too loud
Tell the mob who sing your song
That they are fools and they are wrong
They are a curse
They should disperse

Hosanna Heysanna Sanna Sanna Ho
Sanna Hey Sanna Ho Sanna
Hey J C, J C you’re alright by me
Sanna Ho Sanna Hey Superstar

Why waste your breath moaning at the crowd?
Nothing can be done to stop the shouting
If ev’ry tongue was still the noise would still continue
The rocks and stones themselves would start to sing:

Crowd, with Jesus
Hosanna Heysanna Sanna Sanna Ho
Sanna Hey Sanna Ho Sanna
Hey J C, J C won’t you fight for me?
Sanna Ho Sanna Hey Superstar


Hands up all who sing praise and worship songs in the car while you’re driving. Yeah, me too. It’s okay as long as you don’t close your eyes, ‘cuz I mean – you’re driving.

Don’t stop singing God’s praise! He’s worthy of praise and He inhabits the praises of His people. And when you praise God it helps you as well. Nothing can stomp out a bad mood better than singing praises to God. It gives you an attitude adjustment. If you need an attitude of gratitude, sing praises to God – gratitude will follow! 🙂




Do you have favorite passages in the Bible? You may be surprised at what mine is. Obviously I am amazed and so very grateful for the death, burial and resurrection of Christ, but there are Words in my Bible that make me cry:

And the evening and the morning were the first day. – Genesis 1:5

And the evening and the morning were the second day. – Genesis 1:8

And the evening and the morning were the third day. – Genesis 1:13

And the evening and the morning were the fourth day. – Genesis 1:19

And the evening and the morning were the fifth day. – Genesis 1:23

And the evening and the morning were the sixth day. – Genesis 1:31

And God blessed the seventh day, and sanctified it: because that in it He had rested from all His work which God created and made. – Genesis 2:3

Without even thinking about how much work God did, let’s just consider the fact that He didn’t do it all at once. His creation was not just thrown together like something my Aunt Mary would make in her Kitchen Aid mixer! He took time and it was a complete labor of LOVE. If you ever wonder just how much the Father loves you, read through the story of creation!

Don’t just skip over the parts that explain that God was done for that day. I’m glad those passages are included! God worked – He worked very hard for a time. Then He did what? Well, by day seven, He blessed the day and declared that it was to be a day of REST. It’s a day of renewal and relaxation.

By renewal and relaxation He did not intend it to be the day to do the laundry. In our day we see rest and relaxation as something weak or something that makes people lazy. If we aren’t running around trying to text and drive or push a shopping cart with the phone cradled on our shoulder – or better yet – a Bluetooth gadget on our ear – then we’re considered uncool and lazy. Hmm… you know what??? I’m not joining the masses on those things!

Renewal is so important to overall health and wellbeing! Rest every night – good deep sleep is part of what keeps our cells healthy. Our bodies need rest – we were made to rest at night! Pay attention to nature and the newness of Spring! Look at the story of creation. God rested. If GOD rested, what makes us think we don’t have to? :-/





Poetry is the rhythmical creation of beauty in words. – Edgar Allan Poe

I suppose that is why poetry and romance are often so closely linked. There is a rhythm to poetry as to love and life itself. We take the good with the bad – yin/yang – ebb and flow. Poetry has a way of touching us from deep inside as no other style of writing does. Great prose is worth its weight in gold. There is great value in poetry, just as there is immeasurable value in a well-crafted piece of sculpture.

My life has been the poem I would have writ / But I could not both live and utter it. – Henry David Thoreau

The best poetry has no hidden agenda, but takes on a life of its own. I enjoy poetry that makes me imagine something I had never thought of before, and gently persuades me to explore new possibilities. Poetry should not simply mimic the events of the day, but it should transform your mind into a new realm and make you feel like you have somehow escaped the harsh realities of your everyday life. Poetry should easily take me to my “happy place”.


My favorite poet is Lucinda Berry Hill, author of “Coffee with Jesus”, a book of 52 poems designed to be used along with a daily devotional book. I’m a bit of a groupie, I suppose (shh… don’t tell her). I became friends with Lucinda on facebook. She’s such a lovely person and we have hit it off so well. We’ve become very good friends and do a lot of “iron sharpening” and “brain storming” now, which is so neat! It’s great how God can do His work through us! We have so much fun and some days I walk away with a big smile on my face and tears running down my face because I have laughed so hard! What a blessing she is in my life! God knows who to set in my path and He knows when I need them.

Today is GREAT POETRY READING DAY!!! Put the kettle on and enjoy some inspirational poetry! ❤




 There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under heaven: a time to be born and a time to die, a time to plant and a time to uproot, a time to kill and a time to heal, a time to tear down and a time to build, a time to weep and a time to laugh, a time to mourn and a time to dance, a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them, a time to embrace and a time to refrain, a time to search and a time to give up, a time to keep and a time to throw away, a time to tear and a time to mend, a time to be silent and a time to speak, a time to love and a time to hate, a time for war and a time for peace. – Ecclesiastes 3:1-8

This passage of scripture brings up some questions in my mind. What happened to the commandment Thou shalt not kill? If there is a time to kill, does that give us permission to do so? Is that meant to be taken literally? Well, there is war in our world and that involves killing. It’s unfortunate that we are familiar with it, but there it is.

When I graduated high school in 1980, I set a goal to be on Johnny Carson’s The Tonight Show within ten years.  Through early 1990, I auditioned eight times and was turned away at each.  Only after my ninth turn – two months before my tenth high school reunion – did I appear on Carson for the first time.  During those years, Jim McCawley, Carson’s talent booker, kept saying something that was incredibly frustrating, but which I later would fully appreciate:  “When performing for Johnny Carson, it’s better to be five years late than one day early.”  It’s not being at the right place at the right time, but rather about being prepared when the time arrives.  – Jeff Dunham

Yes, it’s important to be prepared for all things, but the point of this passage is that God has everything in His control. I happen to be a person who believes that if it is your “TIME” to die, it doesn’t matter whether you are wrapped snuggly in your bed or flying around in the clouds in an airplane. If God wants to call you home, He will.

God’s timing is not our timing – not even close. Whether we understand God’s perfect timing or not, we have to trust that He knows what is best for us in the long run. He sees down the road and we don’t see past our noses.

There are things we can do while trying to understand God’s timing. When was the last time you took your favorite person out on a date? It doesn’t have to be anything expensive, just a little quality time. These things make our Lord smile. He likes marriage – it was His idea. Go out and enjoy LIFE with someone you love today.




Oh this is so funny! How many times do we act like this? OK, it was a rhetorical question – sort of. When we get angry we want someone to KNOW we are angry! What good does it do to have a temper tantrum if nobody is around to see it?

People who fly into a rage always make a bad landing. – Will Rogers

Anger raises blood pressure, blood sugar and anything else inside that raises and is not good. It causes all sorts of raw emotion that doesn’t need to flare up. There’s a verse in the Bible that says that we can be angry but we should not sin. Have you ever been angry and not sinned? Please – just thinking a rotten thought about the person you’re mad at – isn’t that a sin?

Refrain from anger, and forsake wrath! Fret not yourself; it tends only to evil. – Psalm 37:8

How many of you have less of a problem with others – but get angry and frustrated with yourself? I think I should be smarter, prettier, taller (yeah, there’s a lot I can do about that one), skinnier (ditto), and the list goes on. Trust me, the list goes ON.

For the anger of man does not produce the righteousness of God. – James 1:20

I can think of a couple of times I’ve been hopping mad! Those are the times I just have to go off alone and pray. Usually after that I need to walk away from the situation completely. Sometimes you just have to do what is necessary to save your own sanity. God knows me intimately and He understands me better than anyone. If I can walk away and carry no baggage with me, I can be free and eventually heal and move on.

So – mad is not good – and being mad at yourself is really not good ‘cuz guess what? You have to live with yourself. Jus’ sayin… 😉




Today I took a little trip back in time. I can do that because I am now officially old as dirt. If you’re young, just wait – your turn is coming! If you’re old like me, then you totally understand where I’m coming from.

The senses play tricks on us as we mature. About a week ago, I was scrolling through my news feed on facebook and saw the most beautiful photo of a lilac. My friend, Terri Boggs Rowe took the photo and I just had to ask permission to use it with a poem. She was kind to let me use the picture. It is the season for lilac bushes to look beautiful and smell awesome!

Lela and Wayne lived across the street from us. Wayne was a veteran of WWII and made his living working at a jewelry store. Lela was a very smart cookie; a no-nonsense person who did not take guff from anyone. She was friendly, but I don’t remember hearing her laugh. She was an accountant. They raised two kids – a boy and a girl. Their kids were ten years older than me, so by the time I came along, they were practically married and out of the house. Their son worked as a D.J. at our local skating rink and drove a 1956 Mustang in a sort of teal blue color. He eventually owned that skating rink and made a bundle!

Lela’s granddaughter was a year younger than me. I liked it when Mikki’s family came to visit because Mikki and I got to play. I was totally fine being an only child – I had (and have) an active and vivid imagination, but let’s face it, once in a while you just need a friend to play with.

I remember playing in Lela and Wayne’s front yard. The back yard was much larger, but for some reason we always stayed in the front. That beautifully shaped, light purple lilac bush had a marvelous scent that literally covered the entire front yard. Maybe that’s why we were so attracted… the perfume from the lilac bush.

Lela and Wayne are in the same cemetery my folks are in. I stop by there when I go to put flowers on mom and dad’s graves. I’ll never forget them; they were part of my childhood. ❤




Most writers are also avid readers. Picture a good book and a cup of flavored coffee or green tea, with a pet curled up either on your lap or on the floor next to you. That is a picture-perfect reading day. Add a nice little rain shower outdoors and it’s even better!

Reading is one of the best ways to escape reality known to man. If you check books out from the library, it’s also one of the least expensive ways to escape. I enjoy movies and TV shows, but to be honest, that costs too much and I’m not one for re-runs, so it’s better if I check out a book from the library. No re-runs and I save a ton of money.

There are some very good choices at my local library. There are imaginary worlds that I have no problem getting completely immersed in. I wonder why I am so easily sucked in? Maybe it’s because my brain effectively simulates the events of the book in the same way it processes events in the real world. I don’t know – just a guess.

When the Bible talks about how God will provide a WAY OF ESCAPE from sin and sorrow and difficult times, I believe that the number one escape is that of getting lost in a work of fiction!

It’s so easy to put myself in one character’s shoes and pretend I am her! So of course it becomes a quest of sorts to finish the book – to find out how the story ends – what happens to ME.

Maybe you’re reading this and have no idea what I’m talking about. That means you’ve never gotten lost in a book before. Believe it or not, it takes a little practice to lose yourself in a book! Just find a book about something that interests you. I like books set in the Civil War era. Find a quiet place where you won’t be disturbed. Try to relate with at least one of the characters. Pretty soon, you’ll become that character – if you will let yourself.

Give it a go… it’s really fun! 😉



Remember Waylon Jennings & friends in their OUTLAW days?  They did a song called, “Put Another Log on the Fire.”  I guess really it was Tompall Glaser ‘cuz he wrote it.  Well, Daddy used to walk around the house singing this to Mama. They were crazy and I really miss them!  Go over to You Tube and listen to that song – it’s really funny.

I guess I can post the lyrics without getting in trouble.


Put another log on the fire.
Cook me up some bacon and some beans.
And go out to the car and change the tyre.
Wash my socks and sew my old blue jeans.
Come on, baby, you can fill my pipe,
And then go fetch my slippers.
And boil me up another pot of tea.
Then put another log on the fire, babe,
And come and tell me why you’re leaving me.

Now don’t I let you wash the car on Sunday?
Don’t I warn you when you’re gettin fat?
Ain’t I a-gonna take you fishin’ with me someday?
Well, a man can’t love a woman more than that.
Ain’t I always nice to your kid sister?
Don’t I take her driving every night?
So, sit here at my feet ‘cos I like you when you’re sweet,
And you know it ain’t feminine to fight.

So, put another log on the fire.
Cook me up some bacon and some beans.
Go out to the car and lift it up and change the tyre.
Wash my socks and sew my old blue jeans.
Come on, baby, you can fill my pipe,
And then go fetch my slippers.
And boil me up another pot of tea.
Then put another log on the fire, babe,
And come and tell me why you’re leaving me.


I love being married. It’s so great to find that one special person you want to annoy for the rest of your life. – Rita Rudner

My Mom was a note writer, a hugger and very vocal with praise and support. It’s just who she was. God is a great matchmaker because He blessed her with a man who loved and appreciated all of that! Daddy was not easily embarrassed by it and actually encouraged her in that way. I loved watching my parents – love. They knew how to enjoy married life. They knew the secret – don’t be so serious and have FUN with it!

My Daddy found little notes all over the place. One year for Easter, my Mama put quotes and little tidbits of quotes on slips of paper, folded the paper and stuck them in plastic eggs. She hid the eggs all over inside the house (I think it rained that year). She had Daddy and I hunted all over the house for the eggs! When they were all found, we sat down at our kitchen table, opened the plastic eggs and read aloud the quote or saying enclosed. That was my favorite Easter! Oh, and of course there was a little “kiss” inside the egg too – just to sweeten the deal a bit!

Above all, love each other deeply, because love covers over a multitude of sins. – 1 Peter 4:8

After Mama died, I found many journals, books of poetry, verses, words of wisdom and miscellaneous diaries in a kitchen drawer. Mama was quite the philosopher! She knew how to turn sadness into gladness and was so clever and wise in her decision-making. In other words, she had a Master’s Degree in… LOVE!




Tea for Two…  when I was a little girl, mama and I had tea parties.  As I got older, we sat out on the screened-in porch at her house and sipped tea and discussed the weather and other assorted topics.  Nothing earth-shattering, just mother-daughter bonding.  I miss that.

The longer I have to live without my Mama, the more precious her things become to me. I cherish the antique rocking chair that my Grandpa sat in when he relaxed out on the farm. I appreciate the handmade quilt that Granny and Mama made back in the late 1930’s. There is one more piece of the past I have clung to… a pink tea-pot!

If that tea-pot could talk, what stories it would tell. Stories of how my Granny LaVella finished her chores out on the farm and came indoors to unwind with a cup of Earl Grey and a good book. She used the tea-pot that her family brought to America with them from England so long ago. Great Grandpa Phillips insisted that they bring it with them. The English love their tea, you know! The Phillips family had a pink Jubilee tea-pot.

So many times I think, “They came from England to America and settled in Oklahoma – how does that happen?” It would make more sense for them to settle closer to where they landed. But Oklahoma? Really??? But that’s what happened. I remember Mama telling me that her Grandfather “ran” in the Cherokee strip. When I was very young I did an essay for school about it. Obviously I have slept a lot since then. ❤

I know that Grandpa Frank and Granny LaVella inherited the farm from Grandma’s dad, Great Grandpa Phillips. So the teapot stayed there and was used by Grandma & Grandpa Steward. They enjoyed Earl Grey tea in the evening before bedtime.

By the late 1960’s the teapot came to live at the house I grew up in. I remember Mama brewing tea in it, but she didn’t seem to have a favorite brand or flavor. One funny little side note though, I could tell when she was having a rough day when she drank a second cup of tea.

Now that sweet little tea-pot is mine. I enjoy a cup of hot green tea before bedtime. I drink my tea and then take my insulin. How lovely! 🙂




The Apostle Paul… I look forward to meeting him one day in heaven! He is the one who wrote the great word pictures in the Bible. The life of a Christian is like a race, and there is a prize at the finish line. It almost makes me want to go out and try to run. Hey, I said almost!

It’s my guess that Paul was a fit person. I imagine he must have been a runner. He certainly knew how to get people excited and enthused about Christianity. He knew how to be a leader with diplomacy and tact. Even when he had to clamp down on some of the churches, he did so with the love of Christ in his heart. Every letter included Christian compassion and brotherly watch care.

We are encouraged to look ahead and leave our sorted past where it belongs – in the past. If we try to drag the past around with us it can only do one thing – weigh us down. We need to give the past to God. He knows what to do with it. He will throw it into the sea of forgetfulness and never remember it again. I wish I could forget my past as completely, don’t you?

If I could forgive and forget as well as God does, wouldn’t that be wonderful? How much faster would I run without the extra weight? How much further could I run if I didn’t get winded as easily? Would I be a better witness for Christ if I was free of the weight?

I’m encouraged by what Paul says and I will try to leave the past in the past and run with a renewed strength and purpose from my heavenly Father. Then one day, I can say along with Paul:

I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith.
– 2 Timothy 4:7

That’s really what it’s all about.  🙂