I meant to post this story a few days ago and forgot. The story keeps coming back to my mind, so here it is. Years ago, I was invited to a dinner with a group of people. As we gathered around our table, we noticed another large party was being seated behind us. As the … More The Larry Chair, and the Hot Fudge Cake
I am still transferring old blogs from my prior site Obadiah’s Cave. There have been many talented writers on my mother’s side of the family. I have several cousins who are very creative with a pen, and aunts and uncles alike who have written beautiful songs, poems, and stories. I’ve often heard that the Loy’s … More My Aunt Sophia’s Poetry
I found the poem at the end of this blog in an old email or note box on my phone. It was jotted down in September of 2019, and it’s a beach poem I wrote while visiting Florida. Now we are here. So strange to read it and remember the journey of how it happened. … More Pink Flamingos and Prophetic Sand
In my last blog, I shared many personal details of my journey with Gastroparesis. I received much encouraging feedback. I greatly appreciate everyone’s prayers and words. The portion today is Parsha Vayishlach (“And he sent”) Genesis 32:4 – 36:43: Jacob is meeting his brother Esau. It’s been over 20 years. That’s a long time … More But You Said! Vayishlach (“And he sent”)
Do you believe in angels? Have you ever met one? Do you believe in fervent prayer? Miracles? Many times, we say we do, other times, we have witnessed enchanted signs like Pharaoh’s magicians performed. In Acts chapter 12, we learn that it was Passover/ the Feast of Unleavened Bread–a week-long festival. Peter, an apostle … More The Rose of Rhoda
The aged man named Joshua stepped carefully to the first oven with his ancient tools. He wore steel-toed boots and protective glasses. He knows that synthetic garments cannot be worn here because anything made of false fibers will melt. The heat from the oven warmed his face as he continued spinning the metal rod in … More The Glass Blower, The Lamp Worker and The Crucible
In this teaching, we will look at Miriam and the anointing oil she poured out, but first, I have a question. Are we cursing or holding back blessings from our fellow family members? There was a prophet in the Bible named Balaam, who was enticed to curse Abba’s people. Once he realized that he could … More The Myrrh of Miriam/ Mary
I found this poem from last year and wanted to post it. Maybe you have felt the same things at times? I gathered all my strength and tried to raise up from the ashes. I held ashes in my hands and raised them up to Him “Here, take these ashes– I screamed!” “Give me beauty,” … More Beauty for Ashes
“Though you have slept among the sheepfolds (the sheepfolds, שְׁפַ֫תָּ֥יִם Strong’s Hebrew 8240: fireplaces, ash heaps), yet shall you be as the wings of a dove covered with silver, and her feathers with yellow gold” (Psalm 68:13, KJ). Recently, I received an urgent prayer request for a little girl who is three years old. She … More Do we hate Him?
I went to visit some dear friends a couple of weeks ago. I love these people. I love their hearts and how they have done missionary work in poverty-stricken countries. I love how they don’t have much money, but what extra they do have, they use to buy Bibles for orphans in Malawi or put … More Friends who shine like the Son
Recently, a friend brought to my attention a unique flower. Here in Louisville, at the YEW DELL Botanical Gardens, they displayed an Amorphophallus konjac–aka the Voodoo Lilly, also known as the corpse flower. The flower evokes a horrid smell and an unusual bloom for 2 to 3 days and is native to China. (a smelly … More The scent of the Moon & Trees
The picture above is a cabin built out of refurbished wood from my grandpa and grandma Green’s home. It was built on their land, and I love it. I entered this particular poem in a contest a few months back but did not win. However, I enjoyed writing it, and since my husband and I … More Grace
