In the evening I pour out my heart to God with ink–asking Him for this and that–praying for others–praying for myself. Reflecting back on...

Last Saturday I had a phone conversation I pray I never forget--I pray it will linger with me--soak deep into my being. I'll explain a...

My Grandson and I were on a road trip and as we were traveling down this country road, I glanced at him in the rear view mirror. He was...

My Grandpa Lackey’s birthday was a few days ago–the last day of March.  And it's been a many of years since he celebrated his birthday...

She comes to the office once a week or so–delivering mail–picking up mail. She’s always in a hurry it seems.  She smiles–she says...

The trees are full of flowering white and pink blooms–there’s a red-headed woodpecker at the bird feeder–a baby one.  A cardinal comes...

It’s not found in too many cookbooks–not on many dessert tables at church dinners or potluck suppers, anymore.  It should be though. My...

The Bradford pear tree outside my window sits naked and dry–but it’s very much alive.  And on this day the branches are full of these red...

This time of the year always reminds me of Sandy. He was a smaller dog with white and brown shaggy hair.  I’m not sure of his...

I have known Lisa Cleary for several years and am honored to share her story here on A Beautiful Grace, along with a giveaway for her new...

I was going to title this story, Ode to a Bicycle–but the word ‘ode’ is mostly referring to a poem--a song. This is neither--it's more of...

The first story in the series "Seed to the Sower" shares how we can help those in the Ashe County area. Two pastors, Chris Goforth and...