This is the time of year when some of us suffer cruel and unusual punishment--- attending boring graduation ceremonies. Fortunately, not...
God Doesn't Call the Qualified; He Qualifies the Called.
Out-of-Gas Car, Out-of-Gas Pastor
Reflections for the National Day of Prayer (Part Three)
Reflections for the National day of Prayer (Part Two)
Reflections on the National Day of Prayer (Part One)
Being Paid for Breathing
Three Years... Switched Gears... Some Fears
Finding the Prodigal
Spring Cleaning Dutch Style
Mentors: Blessings in Shoe Leather
Cousin Rufus Joins the Offended
I'm Silently Correcting Your Grammar
Cousin Rufus's Opinions on Hirin' and Firin'
Push! (Part Two)
Push! (Part One)
Snowbound? Try This
Rescued by Angels
Copy of Awkward Moments
A Beginner's Guide to Social Greetings
If You're Sick, Don't Tell Your Friends
Cousin Rufus and Thanks Living
If It's YOUR Birthday, Why Do I Look Older?
Pardon, Your Slip is Showing
Patriotism: A Whisper from the Past
Cousin Rufus Visits the Parson
Old Items/ New Purpose
Eric LIddell: Wings on HIs Feet, Fire in His Soul
Wilberforce-England's Tiny Meteor
Cousin Rufus Ponders Progress
We Survived Play in the Good Old Days
Is That All? A True Story
Granddaddy's Ten Rules Fer Livin'
Cousin Rufus and What We Ain't
Shoes, Post-It Notes, and the Jamaican Olympic Bobsled Team
Stallin the Beater Van
Raising Kids with Character
Cousin Rufus and the Board of Education
I am a wife and mom who also happens to be an English teacher and a newspaper columnist. And, I am the daughter of one of those armchair wits.
During my childhood, as we sat around the supper table—we were country people who called it supper—our dad told funny stories about things that happened to him that day. And, often he punctuated them with comments about human nature.
It is in tribute to those wonderful insights that I offer this blog, which may make you chuckle and say, “Been there; done that.”