My mom made the best potato salad I’ve ever eaten, and she served it on Easter Sunday with ham, green beans, and all the trimmings. She dressed the table with a pastel linen tablecloth and added a vase of flowers for the centerpiece. I recall other childhood Easter memories, like…
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Renew Your Walk with God This Spring
When I looked through the kitchen window one morning last week, I spied a patch of moss beside our Bradford pear tree. The neon green spot contrasted with the khaki-colored grass and tree roots around it. I went outside and stooped to examine the moss. The skinny blades that sprouted…
Storing Treasures in Your Heart: Eight Ways to Memorize Scripture
When I open my mother’s jewelry boxes, I ponder precious memories attached to the pieces she wore. I can almost smell her Max Factor perfume when I pick up the gold rhinestone bracelet she wore when she and Daddy went out with friends. Mama’s jewelry boxes store treasures and safeguard…
Embrace God’s All-Occasion Treasures
Part 2 in a 3-part series Breakfast table surprises greeted my brothers and me each Valentine’s Day of our childhood. My mom either served heart-shaped pancakes with bacon and strawberry syrup or pink grits with sausage and heart-shaped toast. Pink grits, you ask? Yes, what fun! She also sprinkled valentines…
Storing Treasure: Thoughts from a Jewelry Box and Psalm 119
Once my daughter and nieces claimed their favorites of my mother’s rings, the dark green satin-and-velvet-lined jewelry boxes that sat on Mama’s dresser for decades held only valued memories and a collection of inexpensive pieces. When I study the contents of the jewelry boxes, I recall bits of Mama’s…