The park bench was deserted as I sat down to readBeneath the long,straggly branches of an old willow tree.Disillusioned by life with good reason to frown,For the world was intent on dragging me down. And if that weren’t enough to ruin my day,A young boy out of breath approached me, …Read More »
Red roses were her favorites, her name was also Rose.And every year her husband sent them, tied with pretty bows.The year he died, the roses were delivered to her door.The card said, “Be my Valentine”, like all the years before. Each year he sent her roses, and the note would …Read More »
I believe for every drop of rain fallsA flower grows I believe that somewhere in the darkest nightA candle glows I believe for everyone who goes astraySomeone will come To show the wayI believe, I believe I believe above the storm the smallest prayerCan still be heardI believe that someone …Read More »
A new minister was walking with an older, more seasoned minister in the garden one day. Feeling a bit insecure about what God had for him to do, he was asking the older preacher for some advice. The older preacher walked up to a rosebush and handed the young preacher a rosebud and told him to open it without tearing off any of the petals. …Read More »
-- Author unknown
The other day, a man standing next to me at a store in our small town read that a meth lab had been found in an old farm house in the adjoining county, and he asked me a rhetorical question...
Why didn't we have a drug problem when you and I were growing up?
I told him I did have a drug problem when I was a kid growing up.
I was drug to church on Sunday... morning and night.
I was drug to church for weddings and funerals.
By Cheryl L. Costello-Forshey The park bench was deserted as I sat down to read Beneath the long, straggly branches of an old willow tree. Disillusioned by life with good reason to frown, For the world was intent on dragging me down. And if that weren’t enough to ruin my …Read More »
By Patt Barnes It was a beautiful spring day, and a sense of peace stayed with me as I left the cathedral on Easter Monday morning. I paused for a moment on top of the steps leading to the avenue, now crowded with people rushing to their jobs. Sitting in …Read More »