by Barbara | Jul 24, 2021 | Why the title about pouring oneself out as gift
I rather like that we mothers are surprisingly adept at reading our brood. Age does nothing to deter us. I’m sixty-two and my mom is still working her magic on me. We have a knack for being annoyingly effective in getting necessary information and reminders into their...
by Barbara | Jul 1, 2021 | Faith-filled Pondering
Over the years with the continual alteration of the English language, we realized for a short time that sick was cool, the latest rendition of dope means neither dense nor drugs, and “spilling the tea” has nothing to do with the common drink. “Rotten” however, still...
by Barbara | Jun 13, 2021 | Why the title about pouring oneself out as gift
A couple of weeks ago I posted an article about faithful Catholics feeling rather abandoned by their shepherds during this past year. My article “Flocking Mad, An Open Letter to Catholic Priests and Bishops,” was read by thousands with much feedback echoing...
by Barbara | May 26, 2021 | Why the title about pouring oneself out as gift
Greetings from the pasture! I thought I would reach out and apprise you about life from your sheeple’s perspective after being devastated from every angle. Perhaps you may think you know what it is like down here in the pasture–based on vetted emails, random...
by Barbara | May 8, 2021 | Why the title about pouring oneself out as gift
It is hard to fathom, frankly. Could it possibly be true? Is it as He says? I suppose for me the starting point would be in my own heart. Who do I understand God to be? Everything and nothing hinge on that very point. Everything changes if I believe despite what I...
