i was remiss in not explaining the post title, “Unquiet Ghosts".” I was impressed with all the stabs that you folks took, similar to some of my answers on the written portion of my Master’s examination. William Faulkner, the legendary Southern writer, had his fictional world described often as a land “haunted by memory.” And [...]

and still miraculous… i was so happy with that last post, and today’s post has no focus (as of yet) but i have been asked to update and i want to update…
the intervening dates have been tough… i was throwing up more, eating less, and growing so much weaker. My outlook was taking a [...]

I am the heart of it all, a southern gal. We have been sort of overdosing on The Closer and it really hit last night watching the “Christmas” episode of the show. Brenda’s usual machinations land her and Fritz home in Atlanta for Christmas. Her mama’s home is done to the teeth and as Fritz [...]

Oh , my mama loves, she loves me She get down on her knees and hug me Like she loves me like a rock She rocks me like the rock of ages And loves me [...]

Reading this morning in Nehemiah 9 (NKJV)… in your manifold mercies, you did not forsake them in the wilderness…
Tony shared a story he had seen, I think, on CNN, maybe CBC…a ten year old girl sang hymns as doctors amputated her hand without any anesthetic.
My God is
ready to pardon,
Gracious and merciful
Slow to anger
Abundant in [...]