Ask me how I know God listens--how He answers prayers.... I made this deal with God. Well, not so much a deal, but it was something I really wanted to work out and so I said, God, I’m going to pray for thirty days about this one thing and if after thirty days I don’t feel you leading me–then I won’t pursue it. And God, I’ll not just voice my prayers–I’ll write them down–in a journal for thirty days–every night before I lay my head in sleep. That was in November of 2019. And almost seven...

My Daddy always said, 'don't buy me a gift. Just get me a card if you want to get me something.' I stood in front of the Father's Day cards display--and for the first time in my life, I had no need in buying a Father's Day card. And tears washed my face-- My Daddy's passing was still raw--hard to believe--he passed away suddenly on a cold March Friday. And here it was, already June--Sunday and Father's Day. The days leading up to this first Father's Day without my Daddy--I said to...

She’s from a big family–a middle child. She began holding a needle and thread in early childhood–her mother was a quilter–a seamstress–her grandmother, great-grandmother and many of her sisters–the same. Her seamstress days didn’t begin as a quiltmaker–she sewed clothes, doll clothes, curtains–furniture covers–pillows–and out of necessity–darned socks and repaired holes in worn-out jeans–work shirts. This seamstress–she seemed to excel in all she touched with the weaving of fabrics–the...