Comfort & Fear. They are the anchors that keep us entrenched in safe harbors even if we are dreaming about unfurling our sails.

2019 has been a rough year in the Martin home. We lost our beloved Sadie Sue to strokes. On the heels of that, we lost Mr. Lincoln. We...

Recently, I started a list of things that need done around the house and yard, the length of which made me gasp. Our home is 21 years ol...

We have a dining room that is not used…well, at least not by humans. It is the domain of our elderly cat BeBe (named after #BarbaraBush ...

I have been thinking a lot about community lately. How much we need it. How much we long for it, even if we won’t admit it. How so man...

It's been an interesting summer here in Oregonia. I had cervical spinal surgery in July and the weeks leading up to that held a number of...

GUEST BLOGGER - AMY MATNEY Twenty-three years ago, I was a patient in a nursing home and rehabilitation facility. It was late fall when I...

Spring – such a welcome change!  At least here in Ohio.  The grey & brown atmosphere of winter fades away and everything feel possible ag...

God cares more about… our character than our comfort our heart than the works of our hands our attitude than our abilities our obedience ...