Life – a cup at a time
We all need renewal and refreshing from time to time. Missy and I walked in the rain today. The kind of drizzle we called a “dry rain” when I was growing up in Seattle. Enough to spot your glasses and cling to clothes and hair, yet not enough to penetrate through to skin or scalp. …
Like grace, glory is one of those words that can mean many different things, making it difficult to define. I’m not even going delve into all the definitions; however, I do want to explore briefly one type of glory that can be easily overlooked. When was the last time you looked around and saw glory? …
When it rains in the desert, it tends to come down hard and fast, and doesn’t soak in as much as it runs to lower ground. We had a quick and hard shower at work today, but it evaporated pretty quickly. Just about as dry two hours after as it was before. (About 20 miles …
Like drizzly gray skies are to the Pacific Northwest, so are dusty skies to West Texas. No, it doesn’t rain all the time in Seattle, nor is it always dusty in Odessa-Midland. But both have earned their monikers for a reason. As if we don’t have enough of our own, the Sahara has contributed a …