Keep Looking Up!

Well, today’s the big day – the end of the world!  And why do we know?  Because the Mayan calendar only went as far as 12/21/12.  Are you worried?  I hope not.  I often tell people that as of today, we still have 1,007 years to go before God will truly destroy this world: if … More Keep Looking Up!

Welcome Home!

Nathan’s home!! Whoopee!! He’s been away at college, for those of you who don’t already know, and that means he’s twelve hours away; but now he’s here! A strange phenomenon happens when he comes home:  I miss him while he’s gone, believe me, but once he’s home, I realize just how much I REALLY missed … More Welcome Home!

The Power of Pruning

This is our Christmas tree.  We cut one every year if we can.  Over the years, we’ve tucked away a lot of precious memories.  We’ve cut trees in all sorts of places: from http://www.mccurdystreefarm.com near Mechanicsburg, PA (anyone in that area – if you’ve never been there, it’s a WONDERFUL place with wonderful people!) to the … More The Power of Pruning

Thank you, Matilda!

I learned SO many lessons last Friday!  Tom and I drove a dear lady from our church to Philadelphia where she will begin radiation treatments after the holidays. First, may I say, as we drove by the Children’s Hospital and then to the Perelman Center, I thank God that I have never had to be … More Thank you, Matilda!

Rosie the Riveter

Move over Rosie the Riveter!!  You may ask, “Wanda, what are you doing?”  Well, since I’m a failure at gardening, I thought I’d go into carpentry!  Not really.  I am placing screws every eight inches, as suggested, into the hardie board that will then be covered with tile.  Notice the beautiful sequential pattern!  Notice the … More Rosie the Riveter

One Stupid Thing

This morning I realized that I had done something stupid yesterday.  (Well, one thing that I could remember!)  I had made play-dough for the kids for the Junior Church lesson and put it into Ziploc baggies.  As I was lying in bed this morning going through the day, I remembered the play-dough, thinking that I shouldn’t have … More One Stupid Thing