When the waters rushed over Texas, all I could do was pray for the safety of those caught up in the sudden swells. When the fires began to rage across Montana’s mountains, all I could do was pray for the … Read More
This is the blog that never ends…it just goes on and on my friends…Redesigning a website is tedious. Trying to transport nine years of blog posts, just ridiculous!Published editorials and devotions are often where I live out my life outside … Read More
Brenda Black On Monday, many were free from work to celebrate America’s birthday. But on Tuesday the price for such freedom meant rising early after going to bed late to toil once again and get the bills paid. There is … Read More
By Brenda Black My final task for the day was simple. Carry a few items to the truck for the kids, offer kisses and hugs and bid them adieu. The wrap up to a pleasant evening picnic to celebrate June … Read More
©2016 Brenda Black My final task for the day was simple. Carry a few items to the truck for the kids, offer kisses and hugs and bid them adieu. The wrap up to a pleasant evening picnic to celebrate June … Read More
By Brenda Black Somewhere over the rainbow, on June 10, 1922, Frances Ethel Gumm entered this world. By the ripe old age of two, the baby girl delivered her first stage performance and a star was born. Sadly, no fairy … Read More
by Brenda Black In tragedy and grief, we come together as a community to both share and bear the weight of walking through it rightly. We do our level best to say kind things and to demonstrate loving actions. All … Read More
©2016 Brenda Black In tragedy and grief, we come together as a community to both share and bear the weight of walking through it rightly. We do our level best to say kind things and to demonstrate loving actions. All … Read More
By Brenda Black No matter how many years pass, no matter how far removed from the direct ties to a graduate, I still cry at commencements. I scan the audience, spotting moms who are doing their level best to just … Read More
©2016 Brenda Black No matter how many years pass, no matter how far removed from the direct ties to a graduate, I still cry at commencements. I scan the audience, spotting moms who are doing their level best to just … Read More