Angels for You

  Nature is amazing...and often delivers an astonishing message of faith just when needed most. A touch of an angel I call it.  A comforting...

  In the dim light of a new day, I stood at the screen porch door looking out at the garden.  Suddenly I felt as if I'd been touched by ...

 Happy Thanksgiving! A pumpkin patch is a welcomed sign of abundance, and this creative display was formed into a miniature golf course,...

Early this morning, I was in a hurry to mail a card before the post office opened in hopes it would make the first flight out to Atlanta. Wh...

  "You gotta know when to hold 'em and know when to fold em."  Kenny Roger's sang in his country hit. Many years ago,  I...

Running errands this week, the angels had a surprise when we visited the wild peacocks.  After the cold snap, this one up a tree was a welco...

I try to remember to call on the Holy Spirit whenever I lose my peace and react in a way less than loving.   Many years ago, a fu...

At 5:30 our frisky tabby, Hei-Hei, woke me up this morning. His timing was in divine order.   Suddenly, I remembered the Super Moon, and gra...

  Angel messages appear in many ways...sneaking up and catching our eye.  Yesterday afternoon, I waited in the car for Elliot to run into th...

Last week at the lake, I watched a soft, white feather put on a show.  Gently, the little white feather spun round and round, twirling in th...

  My little squirrel friend, the one that peeked in the window on Sunday, returned today. This time he perched on the garden post in the sha...

The past month, I've missed our sandhill crane family and thought the long-legged stately birds had moved on to greener pastures.  They ...