Shining Moments

It’s pretty amazing, I heard her say as she told the story. Early Wednesday morning we woke up to a blanket of heavy snow on the ground. Branches bent low with snow and I decided to shovel the walks in a few minutes. But then I heard a sound. Scraping. Scraping. Metal...

Shining Moments

Although I have considered from time to time      discontinuing this blog    I long to give you a glimpse today of someone who knew what it was to live        within the shining moments         brightly creating thousands of moments for others. Yes, Emily Ann Black...

Shining Moments

She was only seventeen at the time. But to me at seven she walked on water. Every Sunday she was there to teach my Sunday school class and oh how I loved it. Using flannel graph lessons and music she brought the Bible stories alive. Jonah and the whale. Moses and the...

Shine On

What was it that drew me to him? I don’t know except maybe his brown eyes. I was eighteen working as a teacher’s assistant at Head. Start. He was four and had that way of smiling at you that can melt your heart. I’d sit at the small round table helping the little ones...

The Power of Little Things

  It seemed like such a little thing at the time. Every time I left my parents’ home my mom would walk to the door and wave.  I would beep the horn in response as I drove away. Our little ritual that spoke volumes to me. Today years after my mom’s passing I would...