by Melinda | Jan 27, 2016 | A Heavenly Country, Relationship, Siesta Fiesta, Thankfulness, The Church, The Glory of Friends, This Magic Moment
Yesterday, I had this picture pop up in my “On This Day” on Facebook. It looks like a picture you’d dump off your phone, but, to me, it’s hilarious and perfect. That’s a very unfortunate capture of Beth Moore, and me, running behind her...
by Melinda | Feb 23, 2015 | A Heavenly Country, Home on the Range, Hope
I’m staying at my sister-in-law’s place, taking care of my niece while her mother’s away at a work conference. It’s a nice apartment, spacious, yet cozy. I have my stuff here, in my suitcase, like you do when you aren’t home....
by Melinda | May 25, 2014 | A Heavenly Country, All Together Now, Free Indeed, He's Bigger than Me, His Words, Life on the Rock, My Country, Thankfulness, Uncategorized, Under His Wings
Every Sunday around here is for His Words instead of mine. Here are a few of them regarding patriotism, in honor of those who have and do sacrificially serve. Blessed is the country with God for God; blessed are the people he’s put in his...
by Melinda | Apr 29, 2014 | A Heavenly Country, Eyes Wide Open, God in the Everyday, In the Eye of the Beholder, It's Not About Me, Mimmie's Heart
This little guy has made a discovery this week. He has begun to notice the world above him. It started during this hammock session with Papa, when he was wrangled into laying down long enough to be directed to the tree above him. He lay there in wonder,...
by Melinda | Apr 20, 2014 | A Heavenly Country, Hope, Life on the Rock, Lover of My Soul, Thankfulness, Trust, Uncategorized
Every Sunday around here is for His Words, instead of mine. But today, you’re getting a few words of mine and from a friend of mine, mixed in. Lisa McKay (also known as The Preacher’s Wife) is an author, speaker, and one of the sweetest and funniest...
by Melinda | Mar 24, 2014 | A Heavenly Country, Life on the Rock, Living Low, Lover of My Soul, Trust
I’ve had a phrase tumbling around in my head for the last couple of weeks. I read it in passing, and yet it buried itself in my subconscience for further, and frequent, review. …those years when my soul went questing. Questing. “A long and...
