Have you gotten used to writing 2017 yet? I love a new year — new wall calendars, new devotionals, new Bible studies, new semester. Changing over from the past of 2016 and embracing all that is ahead in 2017— I love it!

The Christmas check list seems unending. From decorating the house, shopping and wrapping presents, making cookies, parties and Christmas cards—there always seems to be one more thing to do.

It’s laundry day and piles of clothes are sorted on the floor of the laundry room. You know the process — load and start the washer, move wet clothes to dryer, fold and put away when dry.

My screensaver has this verse sprawled across the top with falling leaves blurred in the background. It is the season of Thanksgiving with the holiday less than a week away.

A dear friend committed suicide a few days ago. It was both sudden and completely unexpected.

As Samuel grew old and entered his senior years, he appointed his children to be officials over the cities and towns. But his children weren’t as upright and circumspect as their father and accepted bribes and perverted justice, abandoning all they had been taught.

I have one of those kinds of names that is not especially difficult to spell but there are different options.

A nine-year-old girl joined her mother and aunt for a week of camp at Forest Home Christian Conference Center, a first for all of them.

My daughter encouraged me to read the book, Giddy Up, Eunice – Because Women Need Each Other. It’s written by Sophie Hudson and it’s a good thing I have a husband from the South or she might intimidate me with all her Southern analogies.

When we moved to Arizona ten years ago, a family member told me to watch out for the monsoons. Being a California girl …