For These Times

Somewhere I read this little-but-mighty saying and I knew I needed it. I chalked it on the little board in my kitchen months ago and I can't tell you the number of times the reminder has encouraged me and buoyed me up in a tough situation or upon the arrival of bad news. Like today, when I read that Nabeel Qureshi has advanced stomach cancer. Ken & I have never talked to Nabeel, but we have heard him speak in person and we've been profoundly impacted by his books (Seeking Allah; Finding Jesus and Answering Jihad) and his messages. I'm sad at the news of his illness but I am comforted to know he has Jesus for this - and Jesus has him.

Robust Romas

The Roma crop in our garden is phenomenal this year - the biggest and nicest tomatoes I've ever raised, I believe. Must be they liked this sauna summer!

In the Dugout

There was lots of sun and both of my sons among the impressive things at a baseball tournament on Saturday. There were some other relatives on the team and in the fan clan as well. My hubby and niece spent a moment on the dugout bench connecting over lunch time while the players geared up to get back on the field.

Snail's Pace

I loved my Sunday morning walk. The little snails I found on the roadside flowers mesmerized me. I learned from them - how to take things slow and steady. For more pics and lessons from the small things, go here.

Copymeal

When one of the married sons asks for the microwave baked oatmeal recipe to make at his house, that gives me a good idea for a Saturday morning breakfast at our house.

Rural Scene

If I were touring another country, no doubt I would be intrigued by the beauty of its ordinary, and I'd likely snap shots of its everyday scenes. This morning I was in this country, in this county, and I grabbed an image of its common splendor. Because I could.

Pole Dubbing

If I were to start naming the hydro poles along our road, I know what I'd call this one: Eileen.