This week’s Scribble Picnic’s prompt – Grandfather Clock. As I write this I am listening to the bong on our own grandfather clock chime the half hour. Hubby built the cabinet and assembled the clock a couple of years ago. He had plans spread out on our dining room table that would compete with house plans. Pages… Continue reading Grandfather Clock: Scribble Picnic
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Sunday Stillness – What is Solitude? LINK
Sunday Stillness – What is Solitude? That’s what I have found in the past week – a peace – a lack of myself and my desire to control. I have left it all behind in order to find my place with Jesus. Where did I find it? In the quiet moments – few and… Continue reading Sunday Stillness – What is Solitude? LINK