I find myself staring into the beautiful spaces that God created and letting my mind wander over the hills, through the valleys, and along the streams. In my mind all of it is wild, all of it is untouched, and all of it is revered by mankind. From the path my mind wanders along, I see the people who now walk the streets of gold, the ones we loved here on earth. I long to sit and visit with them Continue Reading...
On My Mind
I just glanced at Facebook, and at the moment Facebook seemed to be concerned with "What's on my mind?" That's a good question, because, right now, I am thinking of my Uncle Lloyd. Wishing I could be walking somewhere beside him, just talking and sharing, but mostly I would just listen. Instead, I am miles away, thinking and praying. I just want to help. My thoughts and my prayers will continue Continue Reading...
The Hug
The Hug May 20, 2013 Maybe it's just me, but while I was growing up, I guess I never really gave any thought to the fact that my heroes and I would ever be adults at the same time. Of course, back then, I didn't exactly think of my role models or my relatives as heroes either. Quite honestly, I didn't understand myself or my truest values very well either. I guess there are a couple Continue Reading...
My Aunt Janette
My Aunt Janette - December 6, 1947 - May 17, 2013. Janette A. Peterson It's a bright, beautiful Saturday morning, but suddenly time has lost its grip on the day. I sat down and wrote most of this over the last two weeks, in the present tense, about my Aunt Janette, a remembrance and tribute to her. Last night, just before 9pm (Eastern) God called her home. My Mom called to give me the news Continue Reading...
My Aunt Janette
It's a bright, beautiful Saturday morning, but suddenly time has lost its grip on the day. I sat down and wrote most of this over the last two weeks, in the present tense, about my Aunt Janette, a remembrance and tribute to her. Last night, just before 9pm (Eastern) God called her home. My Mom called to give me the news that I had been waiting to hear but hoped I would never actually receive. We Continue Reading...