For many of us, this time of year our thoughts are drawn toward the most special event that has ever occurred in the history of our world. 

  • The scene…Bethlehem, the event…the birth of our Savior.
  • The One who was born in a humble stable and was the long anticipated Emmanuel.
  • What a name for those back then, and for each one of us today “GOD WITH US”

Songs, programs, plays, family celebrations have long focused on the familiar participants who appeared on the scene of this beloved, much repeated story.

  • We hear so frequently about His mother Mary.
  • The angles who announced the Baby’s birth.
  • The shepherds who hurriedly went to see the newborn Child.
  • And, later the Wise Men who came to honor this God/Man with precious gifts.

History and people honor the Mother of this Christ Child.

  • They speak of her youth, her purity, her dedication to God.
  • But, what of Joseph of Nazareth?
  • We must remember, he was chosen also for God’s purpose.
  • What kind of man was he?
  • What did he think?
  • More importantly: what did he feel, how strong was his faith, his trust?

I’ve often wonder about him as he watched these momentous events take place in and around his life.

  • I believe he would be a man of great faith with a kind heart.
  • A man full of love and tenderness.
  • He would be courageous, dedicated and protective of those he loved.
  • He wasn’t self absorbed or full of pride.
  • He would be a man of principle, but also a man of strength and action.
  • He would be a man who accepted things he didn’t understand.
  • He was a man of integrity.
  • All of these things and many others describe Joseph.

Jesus came into this world pure and sinless.

  • He lived a sinless life and went to the cross for you and me.
  • According to Scripture Joseph was never mentioned after Jesus reached the age of twelve.
  • It is thought that Joseph died long before Christ began His earthly ministry.

Our Savior was pure in every way.

  • I believe His adopted father Joseph lived a life before Him that was full of character.
  • He demonstrated the best of humanity.
  • Joseph taught Him the value of hard work with the scared hands of a carpenter.
  • But, also showed Him by example the value of a tender heart.
  • Joseph was both a teacher for, and a student of this baby, child, young man; that through a miracle of God entered his life.

Many times on this road of life as Joseph was; we are called upon through faith to accept situations we do not understand.

  • To go forward and be the best we can be.
  • Sometimes in the face of mockery and the rejection of others.
  • You and I have a responsibility to listen, accept, to focus ahead and teach others as Joseph did.
  • An angel from heaven does not come to comfort or lead us.
  • Today, we have the Word of God in our hands to accompany us through whatever path we are destined to follow.

From the beginning of time, God had a perfect plan which was fulfilled in Bethlehem and Jerusalem. 

  • The Babe in the manager that we and others celebrate this season; was brought into this world in a cattle barn by the worn, rough hands of Joseph.
  • Thirty-three years later this baby who grew to be a man, who fulfilled all Scripture; was taken off the cross after His death by the hands of another Joseph.


“I believe the Glory of Heaven is lying in my hands tonight” **

**  Joseph’s Lullaby from the Album The Christmas Sessions

      recorded by Mercy Me


Poems/Songs, Seasonal

Fathers’ Day

“My Father didn’t tell me how to live;

He lived and let me watch him do it.”

–Clarence B. Kelland

Today we celebrate all of our Fathers.

  • They have many names: Dad, Daddy, Papa, Poppy, Grandad…..our own children called my Dad: Dado.
  • They are a most important and necessary person in our lives.
  • They were designed to be roll models, leaders, protectors, providers, the strength of our homes.
  • I learned many things from my own Father who I called Daddy until the end of his days.
  • I married into a family and gained one of the greatest men I have ever known as a “Father.”
  • My own husband has filled that vital role for our children.
  • As adults, they still express their love and appreciation to him.

As we pause today to remember the Fathers in our lives, keep in mind that many of them have given their all for country and family.

  • Remember the children they left behind; the void in their lives.
  • Many men have stepped up to shoulder responsibility for these children.
  • They are men of a special make-up and are true Fathers in every sense.

Years ago there lived an unusual Father and poet, Edgar A. Guest.

  • Personally, I have enjoyed many of his verses.
  • He looked at the common experience of life with humor and great insight.
  • The poem following these words is by no means disparaging to Father’s.
  • It is the words of a man who in addition to being a writer was a Father himself.

To Fathers everywhere: enjoy your day, relax, smile and laugh a lot. You deserve it.


The times have proved my judgement bad.

I’ve followed foolish hope in vain,

And as you look upon your dad

You see him commonplace and plain.

No brilliant wisdom I enjoy;

The jests I tell have grown to bore you,

But just remember this, my boy:

‘Twas I who chose your mother for you!

Against the blunders I have made

And all the things I’ve failed to do,

The weaknesses which I’ve displayed,

This fact remains forever true;

This to my credit still must stay

And don’t forget it, I implore you;

Whatever else you think or say:

‘Twas I who chose your mother for you!

Chuckle at times behind my back

About the ties and hats I wear.

Sound judgment I am known to lack.

Smile at the ancient views I air.

Say if you will I’m often wrong,

But with my faults strewn out before you,

Remember this your whole life long:

‘Twas I who chose your mother for you!

Your life from babyhood to now

Has known the sweetness of her care;

Her tender hand has soothed your brow;

Her love gone with you everywhere.

Through every day and every night

You’ve had an angel to adore you,

So bear in mind I once was right:

‘Twas I who chose your mother for you!

(From Collected Verse of:  Edgar A. Guest)


A Memorable Mom

Mothers come in all shapes, sizes, and speak different languages. 

  • The one language they all have in common is the love they have for their children.
  • Even the animal kingdom displays the devotion, care and tenderness that a Mom gives to her offspring.

I once read an account of forest fire fighters:

  • They were going through the burned out trees putting out embers.
  • The fire men came across the body of a dove.
  • She had placed her babies between the roots of a tree, and spread her wings across them for protection.
  • Mothers sacrifice themselves for their children.

I believe there is no higher calling than that of a Mother.

  • Her body protects and nourishes a new life for nine months.
  • At the birth of that baby there is love unbounded, and joy to those who surround this special newborn.
  • But, that is just the beginning.
  • There is much more to the journey of a Mother.
  • Many long days and nights, laughter and tears, teaching, learning experiences, hopes, dreams and sometimes disappointments lie ahead.
  • She is responsible to care for and guide this child all the days of her life.
  • It’s all a part of being a Mom.

Finally there comes a time, after much preparation of letting go.

  • Even then her job isn’t finished.
  • She will be a Mom until she takes her last breath.
  • Only her job description has changed; from a staring role to that of a supporting actress.
  • Mothers need to continue to be a teacher, an example, an encourager, a confidant, a prayer warrior and a friend to those who follow behind her.

These words come from my heart and are dedicated to one very special Mother that I know quite well. 

  • She quickly wormed herself into my heart when she was only three weeks old.
  • This baby was a gift sent to our lives when it was desperately needed.
  • She was adorable, precious and full of life.
  • As she grew, her parents will tell you, she presented herself to be quite a challenge.
  • She came from a line of strong-willed women and definitely made her mark on the world.
  • At a specific time of her life she decided that she knew it all, would do whatever she wanted……and would even say she wasn’t going to have children.
  • As we all do; she wanted her life to be HER LIFE!

That was yesterday. Today…..years later, the story is much different.

  • What happened?
  • A much loved blond hair, blue eyed little boy came into her life and she was changed.
  • She became a Mother.
  • On her personal journey she has become as beautiful on the inside as she is on the outside.
  • She has become A MEMORABLE MOM. 

In August 2013 a very perky and fun little girl was added to this young family.

  • One of the greatest joys and memories of my personal journey was to be present for the actual birth of……this new life.
  • I watched her enter the world and heard her first cry.
  • It was a day that will never be forgotten and will be treasured always.

This little girl who became a Mother continues to amaze me. 

  • Her creativity, patience, attitude, and fun loving spirit is a blessing to watch.
  • She reads to her children, teaches them, draws with them, lets the kids paint, cook, and make messes.
  • She knows this time is important, will pass quickly, and doesn’t waste her and their days on being a perfectionist house keeper.
  • She even plans adventurous date days with her almost five year old little boy.
  • How much fun is that?
  • As her children, grow up and spread their wings, they will most certainly have many special memories and much to laugh about.

The most important quality about this little girl is that she has grown as a person.

  • Her love for God has matured and is being passed on to her two little ones.
  • Bebe…you are a treasure and a gift.
  • I love you dearly. I’m proud of who you are and what you have become.
  • You are: A MEMORABLE MOM.

“My parents elected me president of the family when I was 4. 

We actually had an election every year and I always won. 

I’m an only child, and I could count on my mother’s vote.” 

(Condeleezza Rice)


The Merry Month of May


There’s an old show tune “June Is Bustin’ Out All Over.” 

  • I have never really understood that title.
  • It seems to me that MAY is really the month everyone should be singing about.
  • It’s one of the most lovely months of the year.
  • The whole world seems to be in bloom and the leaves are putting on garments of green.
  • How beautiful to observe and how sweet the fragrance all around us.
  • Of course, you understand, that I’m a little prejudice about this month.
  • I was born in May, so was one of our daughters, a grandson and a sister-in-law.
  • For our family May is truly a month of beginnings.
  • My Mother once told me “I don’t want any more May birthdays.”
  • My reply to her was: “You started it.”

When I was a child in Missouri, we still participated in an old custom.

  • We left MAY BASKETS on the door steps of neighbors and friends.
  • Containers were made out of whatever materials were available.
  • It might be bottles, cans, baskets or even construction paper.
  • These “baskets” were lovingly assembled, decorated and filled with flowers from our back yard.
  • Then, with a sense of anticipation, you slipped up to the neighbor’s front door, hung your basket on the doorknob, rang the bell and ran.
  • Too bad this custom has been abandoned.
  • It was a treat both for the “giver and the givee.”

MAY also is for Mothers and that includes many of us.

  • Ever since I can remember, my number one desire was to be a wife and mother.
  • Graciously God has allowed me both privileges.
  • Sad to say, that society now seems to look down on women who have that ambition.
  • Education, career, position and all the clutter that goes with it is now the ideal taught to women.
  • There’s nothing wrong with any of those goals as long as they are kept in the right perspective.

There is no higher calling from God for a woman than that of a Mother.

  • It is a sacred trust to mold the life of a child.
  • It takes time, years and energy to accomplish this task.
  • It is hard work that most of the time goes unnoticed.
  • It sometimes is heartbreaking work.
  • It is honorable.
  • It is laughter and it is tears.
  • Finally, after all the work, it is a time of letting go.

So, to Mothers everywhere; MAY is your month.

  • To my Mother who is now gone, “Thank you for what you have given me of yourself.
  • You are never far from me because I carry you in my heart, in my thoughts and in the strength you have passed on to me.”


“To live in hearts we leave behind is not to die.”

(Thomas Campbell)

Life's Journey, Seasonal

What Is A Valentine ?


…….February 14, 2015


For a few days now I have been thinking about February 14th. I did a little research on this day which can be described in one word….boring.

  • In the big picture of life is it an important day to celebrate?
  • It certainly isn’t a national holiday.
  • There are two definitions for A Valentine.
  • One: the object of love expressed.
  • Two: the means by which that love is expressed.

In the routine of our lives we very quickly take others for granted.

  • Our parents, mates, children, siblings, friends and other associates.
  • Generally we are occupied with anything that has to do with ourselves.
  • Believe me, I fight this battle too.
  • It is the ingrained nature of all humans.

Something else many of us face is: hurry, hurry, hurry…busy, busy, busy…no time, no time, no time.

  • But, really the message we are communicating is: me, me, me.
  • Again, it is so easy to say: “life is all about me.”
  • Today, celebrates putting yourself aside, and expressing to someone “life is all about you and you bring something special to mine.”

Thanksgiving is a day of gratitude for what we have.

  • Valentine’s Day celebrates the people in our lives (definition one).
  • As Ma Bell used to say “reach out and touch someone.”
  • Whether you do something big or small, everyone likes to be appreciated.
  • And, to know that they bring value to your life.

Each of us as children probably made homemade cards and gifts for our family and friends (definition two).

  • Many of us have memories of dime store cards and small heart candies with messages on them.
  • Now, commercialism has taken over from more simple times.

The adds we see today are designed to lure us into expressing our love by increasing their bottom line.

  • This is not to say that spending big bucks is wrong.
  • Which it isn’t, but to express the opinion that it isn’t necessary.
  • One of my most favorite Valentine gifts was a book “Mrs. Ike” written by her granddaughter Susan Eisenhower.
  • It’s an important treasure to me. I have reread it several times.

Make a phone call. 

Send a card. 

Write a note. 

Go to dinner. 

Buy that special gift. 

Say thank you. 

Use your imagination for the list is endless. One requirement though: your attitude must not be “I have to” but “because I want to.”

Why do we do this only on February the fourteenth?

  • What’s wrong April, July, September or any other month?
  • Some places in the USA, particularly the north east area, celebrate Sweetest Day on October the eighteenth.
  • It’s basically Valentine’s Day in October.




A man is not where he lives, but where he loves.

(Latin Proverb)

Encouragement, Life's Journey, Seasonal

Give Of Yourself


…..December 27, 2014




A woman who lives in my small community and her some of her family members spent their Christmas holidays on a trip together. She had been thinking about their trip and what a wonderful experience they had, so she decided to share it.

She and her family were waiting for a flight at Dallas/Fort Worth Airport, and began seeing soldiers drifting in to wait for their departing flights. They thought about what the soldiers must be going to face when they arrived at their destination.

Suddenly, loud clapping and cheering broke out, she and her family turned around to see people looking up as the clapping spread through out the entire terminal. On the upper lever, they saw returning soldiers disembarking their flight. Everyone in the terminal paused and clapped until the last soldier was off the plane. It must have taken 30 minutes or more.

Their arms were aching from so much clapping, but their hearts were not. The woman who seemed to be the cheerleader of it all walked past them, and as she left, they spoke to her. The lady said she goes to Dallas/Fort Worth Airport every day to greet the troops.

God bless this special woman for making sure the soldiers have a warm welcome, and God bless each and every soldier. Our neighbor said she and her family were certainly blessed from the experience.

**From: Happenings by Karen (January 2010)

Weekly Newspaper……Published in this bloggers home area


I pass this on to you because it says so much to each of us about the spirit of giving. Many of us have just given and opened an abundance of presents. The selflessness and caring of this woman should be a challenge to all of us. This article made such an impression on me that I have kept it in my files almost four years. The example given here and the happiness it gave to those soldiers comes to my thoughts frequently. I hope you think about what you have just read, and enter into 2015, asking yourself…… can I give more of myself to others this year 

Don’t focus on you. FOCUS ON THEM !!


“Your greatest pleasure is that which rebounds from

hearts that you have made glad.”

(Henry Ward Beecher)


Profile Fact: Henry Ward Beecher and his daughter Harriet Beecher Stowe are in my family tree.

Life's Journey, Seasonal

The Song The Angels Sang


…..December 20, 2014


What is this that I hear?  

A sound like never heard before.  

Yet, if I am still and listen, 

Something begins to take form in the emptiness of my life.

And I can begin to hear the music.


  • It’s a new song, never heard before.
  • It’s the song planned ever since the world was formed.
  • It’s a song that came to earth because of the garden.
  • It’s the song of the season.
  • It’s a song of a gift given.
  • It’s a song of celebration.
  • It’s a song for you and me.
  • It’s a song of peace.
  • It’s a song of joy.
  • It’s a song of forgiveness.
  • It’s the song of eternity.
  • It’s the song the angels sang to the shepherds
  • It’s a song of goodwill to all men.
  • It’s a song of prophecy.
  • It’s a song all can hear if they listen.
  • It’s a song of restoration.
  • It’s the song of redemption.


Isaiah 9:2 & 6        “The people that walked in darkness have seen a great light: they that dwell in the land of the shadow of death, upon them hath the light shined…… For unto us a Child is born, unto us a Son is given: and the government shall be upon His shoulder: and His name shall be called Wonderful Counsellor, The mighty God, The everlasting Father, The Prince of Peace.”    **

Luke 2:8-15

2:8…………The message was first given to the common people

2:9-10…….Fear not, it’s good tidings of great joy

2:11………..It’s a message of good news to all mankind


Romans 5:1  “There is no other name by which we may be saved”    

Matthew 28:5-6    ”And the angel answered and said unto the women, Fear not ye: for I know that ye seek Jesus, which was crucified……He is not her for He is risen, as He said.  Come, see the place where the Lord lay.”   


This is the Song the Angels sang.  The song of hope and of a destiny for those who hear the music and accept it’s message.



“Faith consists in believing

when it is beyond the power of reason to believe.”


** kjv