A Tribute to Hospitality

A Tribute to Hospitality

Last night a dear friend of mine went home to be with the Lord. Dottie Wicker, in her mid 80’s, was recently diagnosed with liver cancer. She met the diagnosis like she did everything in her life – yellow, like the color of her house. I’m not sure I...
Whatever…

Whatever…

The word was uttered. It wasn’t just a passing comment. He said it, and meant it. To his father … no doubt. The infraction occurred on Saturday, after a suspiciously disrespectful evening with a sitter. Now, I know my kids are old enough to watch...
1 Down, 3 To Go

1 Down, 3 To Go

Our September Hospitality Month is coming to an end and only one child has started and completed the task. Friday rolled around much faster than Speed Police expected. Either that or she is so accustomed to things “appearing” or happening on their own, she...
That Nagging Calendar Thing…

That Nagging Calendar Thing…

My CMD (Calendar Mismanagement Disorder) has been flaring up this week. Plagued by this relentless disease (disability, disorder… whatever), it’s amazing I get anything done. Monday was Teen Take-Out’s orthodontist appointment. When I’ve said...
Hospitality – Gift or Training

Hospitality – Gift or Training

People often tell me, “You have the gift of hospitality.” I guess since I’ve been surrounded by it most my life, I’ve just assumed that to be true. … But after a weekend away (it was Speed Police’s birthday) and little...

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