Just say no This post—When the Need to Forgive Has Been Hidden—has taken us down some interesting roads. After we…
The chain and the tunnel This spring, a dove family built their nest in our gutter, just outside our kitchen…
The gift Have you experienced a good surprise lately? I sure have. When we told Logan that he’d be our…
Asking the right questions First things first. Happy Mother’s Day! This day can be filled with many different emotions. I…
by Frankie Ann Smythe We spent all our lives learning to go, go, goAway from a place called home.We came…
The protector Peaceful Readers, I hope you enjoyed a beautiful, peaceful Christmas. We sure did. The dreams I mentioned at…
Twelve days In today’s post, you’ll read a little about Texas toast, haggis and Olive Garden, but not all at…
Testimony Have you ever walked into a room and realized that everyone but you is looking intently at something behind…
The war You can say it. “Frankie Ann is slow on the up-take.” As I was writing this post, the…
All form, no substance Can you think of a toy you received that didn’t cut the mustard? A toy very-actively…