Memories are shadow-images of the past. Perhaps I can share yesteryear with you in various flickering flashbacks – cherishable memory moments and wild imaginings. Let your imagination paint its own portrait. Exploring the rugged mountain trails before me, I followed other footsteps into the great unknown. Soon, I came to meadows resting on forest floors, covered with dazzling flowers in…
On the appointed day, at the exact moment chosen by Him, the Lord will call me into His glorious kingdom. The Lord will clothe me in white – a robe of my very own, paid for by Christ, my loving Savior. My soul will be housed in a covering prepared by my Lord Himself. My Lord shall knock on the…
In Memory of My Mother Edna Jeanette Craig “A Tribute to Christian Mothers” A mother’s most beautiful wardrobe is the moral and spiritual character which clothe her soul. She gives herself, and her family is secure. She gives her strength, and her family is strong. She gives her love, and her family learns compassion. She honors her family, and they…
IF ONLY… If only everyone respected the Lord, they would respect each other. If only everyone loved the Lord, they would love each other. If only everyone were a giver, there would be no getters. If only everyone was a servant, there would be no needs. If only everyone was obedient, there would be no crime. If only there was…
MEMORY GARDEN The roads of life are sweeter, shared Let us steal away if we dare On paths of wonder, winds of change Timeless moments – life unchained Each day a new road meant for two We’ll make a memory garden, me and you We’ll sleep in wild rose meadows deep Until the night time shadows creep……
Is it the spruce trees or the wind that whistles, or perhaps just my whistle-stop thoughts? Deep in the forest can be heard the whistler’s songs. It seems the whole earth quiets, and listens. Silence runs deep when teardrops sounding on the rocks can be heard. It is a beautiful sight – colorful leaves spin downward, ablaze in the autumn…
A few years after my parents married (the same year I was born, 1941), Mom and Dad bought the house I was raised in, along with my older sister and younger brother. It was Mom and Dad’s lifelong home. My mom passed to be with the Lord in 1995, and my dad went to be with her in 2004. The…
Home-schooling is on a dramatic rise across America. Every day, more and more parents discover the wonderful advantages for their children. Today’s homeschooler parents are the new American pioneers. They “speak softly and carrying a very influential stick.” They represent an alternative to conventional education. And the winner is… the family and America. These pioneer parents are the trendsetters for…
THE WONDERFUL WORDS OF CHRIST THE UPPER ROOM DISCOURSE Please open your Bible to John chapter 13. In the Book of John, chapter 13, Jesus shared His last evening with His disciples and the experience is recorded for all generations of believers. In verses 18-30, Jesus foretells His betrayal by Judas. Then Judas goes away, out into the darkness of…
Note: The following “Love Song” was/is inspired by “Song of Solomon,” available in Bibles near you. The Song of Songs is literally sung and most deeply felt when two become one in the arms of loving embrace. Husband and wife are gifts to each other from God, who brings them together for the purpose of intimacy and ecstasy – the…
This brief look at compassion and forgiveness is critical to our relationships and learning to walk in Christ. This is only the first of many studies in compassion and forgiveness as we walk through fields of grace together. Shame and hurt, shock and regret, remorse and denial, suffering and pain, are common experiences of life. We all have the same…
I will always be your father; no one can take that away I will always love you more than the words for love can say If I could only turn back the clock to begin all over again Back to the days when we could play together and pretend When I could hold you in my arms and make you…
My children, when you read my rhymes Think of all the good family times For as I write this poem I hear once more Your little feet across the floor. Sweet little voices still echo in my mind Calling Daddy, Mommy from once upon a time I can still feel the hugs and kisses too And see your trust and…
As God speaks quietly to my soul, I am listening and writing. Although my hearing is such that I have much trouble distinguishing sounds, I will always know the sound of my Master’s voice. These words are God’s song of inspiration in my heart and I will share them with the world. As He exhales, I inhale – my life…
Clutching your hand in mine I knew it was your time Then, you took the plunge That joins the rushing winds above I’ll find you there, hold you there, my love Somewhere between eternity and time As the sun faithfully warms the earth Spring resurrection ends the winter curse Now, I too, must take the plunge That joins…
“Grandparents help us with zippers and shoelaces and stuff like that. They send birthday cards with money, too.” When I was a kid, I loved going to grandma and grandpa’s house. When we arrived they were always waiting with open arms, hugs and loves, and lots of attention. Yes, that’s it… we got lots of attention. They made us feel…
From the dock, the lights seem to dance on the lake Like diamonds to just reach out and take Sounds of night-creatures echo in the wind All becomes quiet as our little story begins. In the little log cabin, George, Laura, Georgia, and Rachel wait with excitement for Daddy to tell his wonderful stories they love so well about…
Originally written in 1995 after my mother passed into Heaven to be with the Lord. She waits in bliss for me. Edna Jeanette Craig (Hickman) October 10, 1921 – August 15, 1995 Written by the Lord’s inspiration. Mom seemed to speak softly to me and I just listened and wrote… A Piece of My Soul My son, now that I’m…
Written of my father George Woodrow Craig, Sr. December 13, 1918 – March 30, 2004 Dad was born in times of regression; He fought two wars and lived the great depression. In his day the opportunities were few; ‘Cause he served his country guarding freedom for you. He loved us so much – his children and his wife; And worked…