I had the strangest experience the other day. The memory is still quite vivid, and I am reflecting on the excitement that was taking place in the dying crabapple tree. It is the tree that adds dense shade to the…
A Shelter in the Time of…
Author: Rhea B. Riddle
I was born seventy three years ago in Owensboro Kentucky - a pretty little city perched along the Ohio River. I am a wife, mother, and grandmother and I have a rich heritage in memories from which to draw. I recently began blogging true stories and incidents that have occurred in my life. I am now writing some stories of pure fiction glazed with truth. My desire is to gratify the reader and glorify my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. The Lord gifted me with humor and I enjoy passing it along.
The Day! 9/11
What a morning, it is “Bible study day,” and I have been so busy, Don has already gone to the farm and left the television on, this is getting to be a habit with him. I am still in the…
Surprise Me Lord~
Driving down the orchard lane shaded with sugar Maple trees, the sun is to my front left side and sitting low on the horizon. It is flickering through the trees and reflecting orange and silver on the perfect mix of…
Patriotism, a Child’s View
As a child in the early nineteen forty’s World War ll era, I listened to many patriotic songs on the radio, and even at that young age, it did something to my spirit when I would hear them. I would…
My ♥’s Desire
Psalm 37:4 “Delight yourself in the Lord and He will give you the desires of your heart.” I spent many years thinking that “delight myself in the Lord” meant being a good girl and staying happy, and everything that I…