Songs In The Night

Another night. Tossing back and forth. Thinking. Praying. Remembering. The words of treasured hymns from long ago come to mind. ‘When you walk with the Lord.’ ‘It is well’. Even ‘Jesus Loves me’ Then suddenly ‘Who lovingly guardeth my footsteps and giveth me songs in...

Shining Moments

She was so very small when I brought her home from Russia.     Big brown eyes. Beautiful olive colored skin. And a smile that would light up the room. I never ceased to grow weary of looking at her   and constantly whispering, “ Thank you Jesus.”   I knew that she was...