Water From The Rock
There’s a fountain on my property. Oh, it’s not one of those lovely Tuscan things I’ve drooled over while watching HGTV. It’s not even one of those fiberglass faux-rock models I could purchase in the lawn and garden department at WalMart. It makes a lovely sound, though. Gurgle, gurgle, splash, splash. The water is crystal clear and refreshingly cold. The thing is the fountain bubbles and flows in the middle of my asphalt driveway. I know what you’re thinking. Ritzy! She has a circle drive with an orb of lush grass right in the middle and center-stage is a concrete water feature to rival Buckingham Fountain in the heart of Chicago.
Fuel Up in the Morning
August 18, 2024 by admin
Filed under Health and Fitness
By Brooke Parker
With school fast approaching, a quick refresher on the importance of breakfast is beneficial. Whether you are a student, parent of a student, a working adult, or like me, a stay-at-home mom, breakfast is definitely an important meal of the day. After years of experience in my profession as a dietitian I think I have heard all of the excuses for not eating breakfast. I would like to address some of these reasons or myths and offer some insight.
It Does Not Make Sense
By Bob Kaku
For years I had a difficult time managing my finances. I ran up my credit cards, paid portions of my bills, and incurred hefty interest and penalties when my payments were late. When I ran out of money, I borrowed from my parents.
Nodding Onion
By Kathleen Brown
In the late afternoon, the flower’s shadow was etched dark and bold on the gray surface of the rock. The shadow was shaped something like a hand, with eight or ten long fingers resting heavy on the stone – palming it, almost, as a basketball.
Who Is Packing Your Parachute?
August 10, 2024 by Marty Norman
Filed under Family Focus
By Marty Norman
“ …Guard what has been entrusted to your care.” I Timothy 6:20 NIV
Recently I read a great article about a navy pilot. Shot down over Vietnam, he was forced to eject and parachute right into enemy hands, where he spent five years in an enemy prison camp.
Many years later he met a man at a restaurant who came to shake his hand. This man had been his “parachute packer”. Assigned to the bowels of the ship he carefully and laboriously packed parachutes for those above, those who would be flying on mission, carrying his parachutes as a safety net in times of danger.
