by Deb Farris | Feb 11, 2017 | Musings
My father’s hands wore away the front and back covers of his Bible. The binding is cracked and if he were still around, I know that he’d eventually have it rebound. He took good care of his books. But I like it the way it is. If I’m not careful, the leather...
by Deb Farris | Dec 7, 2016 | Devotions
I look at the lights on our tree and wonder if there was a send-off party before He came here. Were lights strung on trees there? And ribbons wrapped around gifts for Him in honor of the Gift He would give to us? I wonder if He met with Moses, debated with Deborah,...
by Deb Farris | Dec 3, 2016 | Musings
“Get some rest. Don’t stress over the weekend about anything. That’s what Mondays are for,” my co-worker said with a giggle and her usual twinkle as I walked out of the office this evening. I had filled a manilla folder full of what I had hoped...
by Deb Farris | Nov 24, 2016 | Musings
One Thanksgiving years ago, my dad read a story about some kernels of corn in his Reader’s Digest. He pointed it out to me and shared the magazine but, taking little interest in the subject matter, I didn’t read it. I’m sure my thoughts were on more...
by Deb Farris | Sep 13, 2016 | Musings
Breeze Breathe Drops of rain like diamonds from above All possibilities of this day Listen Hear it? Choose accordingly Not according to plan According to the Spirit Be Blessed