First Baptist Church of Herndon Blogs
Is it socially unacceptable to admit to being a reluctant decorator at the holidays? I feel like it is. I am pretty sure if you are excited about Christmas then you are expected to be excited about decorating for Christmas.
As a child I loved Thanksgiving. We always went to my Granny’s house. The grown-ups would eat in the dining room and we kids were in the kitchen. The day was lively and filled with good food, and I loved it.
This week I share a poem written for the senior adult Thanksgiving luncheon at our church. It was a privilege to be asked to write something for such a special group of people. Unfortunately,
There are multiple ways to feel small. In my case the physical challenges of being a small person are things I have learned to live with.
Early last Saturday as I drove north on the Fairfax County Parkway, I was mesmerized by the rolling purple, gray mountains on the horizon. However, there are no mountains to be viewed from that particular point of the road and indeed I was staring at a bank of clouds.
Every Halloween I dress up as a witch. It’s not the only costume I could create from stuff I already have, but it’s the easiest. I wear a lot of black anyway, so just add an old graduation robe, my large pointy witch hat and there you have it, a witch!