Mary Hamilton
Bridge into Sunset This is one of my favorite photos, taken of the Twin Bridges that cross Lake Waco. Story Progress With the help of a good friend, I managed to work through the spot where I was stuck last month. Now, I’ve encountered a new problem, but I’m planning to start writing out …
I’ve discovered a hobby in recent years. Photography, especially nature pictures. I like trying to catch scenes as colorful as possible without having to use a filter. It’s a different kind of storytelling. Since this is the last Tuesday of February, I’ll share a photo I’ve taken and update you on my writing progress. Some …
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Not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. If that is how God so clothes the grass of the field which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not also clothe you–O you of little faith? But …
Trees are the earth’s endless effort to speak to the listening heaven. Rabandranath Tagore Solitary trees, if they grow at all, …
If you read yesterday’s post, you saw the picture of the dining hall at Lutherdale Bible Camp in Elkhorn, WI. A fireplace anchors each end of the hall. Above the fireplace at the opposite end is a symbol of the camp’s mission from the beginning. While this may not be the actual log, it’s a …
If you read yesterday’s post, you saw the picture of the dining hall at Lutherdale Bible Camp in Elkhorn, WI. A fireplace anchors each end of the hall. Above the fireplace at the opposite end is a symbol of the camp’s mission from the beginning. While this may not be the actual log, it’s a …
My smartphone has a sense of humor.This is what my husband saw one morning this week when I messaged him about a Great Horned owl in our back yard. I know I typed in “staredown,” not shakedown. Obviously, my phone thinks it’s smarter than I am. Okay, sometimes it’s right. Night is not spelled “nkght.” …
I’ve always been a morning person. Even as a teenager, if I slept in until ten, I felt like I’d wasted half my day. Maybe it’s because I grew up out in the country where one can more attuned to the rhythms of nature. Or maybe God just wired me to wake up with the …
