I planned to brave the waves, not be knocked over by them. I wanted to get my feet wet, and not have to change my clothes when I was done. This was a morning walk on the beach, not a leap into the ocean. I examined the tracts left behind in the sand by the tide and...
Did you know there's a difference between geology and gemology? Geology (jee-ol-uh-jee) the scientific study of earth. including its rock formation, evolutional landforms, and physical processes. Gemology (jehm-ol-uh-jee)the science of studying, cutting, and valuing...
I’m a fan of talking to strangers. As an extrovert who travels on her own, I have no choice. You can only talk to yourself so much before they come to put you away. Here’s the thing about strangers. They’re probably more like you than you think they are. And maybe,...
Freeish I went to the Abraham Lincoln Presidential Museum and Library in Springfield, Illinois on one of my Stops Along the Way. It blew my mind. As I approached the entrance I followed a timeline displayed in the museum windows. The timeline traced what freedom has...
A Netflix viewer, initially reluctant due to her atheism, connects with the blogger through a shared experience of caring for mothers with dementia. This encounter underscores the universal human need for connection, facilitated by curiosity and empathy. The blogger reflects on the importance of asking questions to foster meaningful connections, and shares stories illustrating the profound impact of these interactions.
"Be sure you make it back for the sunset," she encouraged me. "You can watch it from the balcony right outside your room." Rhonda had invited me to be her guest at her favorite Bed & Breakfast in Fairhope, AL. She suggested I visit a couple of local places...
Sometimes I get caught up in awe of my God who knows me and loves me. Waterfront Property Waterfront sites are prime real estate at the Wichita Falls RV Park. I’m pretty new here and I come and go. So I take what I can get. That’s why when I came back from my latest...
I share this story with fear and trembling. It could cause my friends and family to stage an intervention to determine if I should be allowed out in the world by myself. Loyal readers could decide I'm not smart enough to follow. But I'm going to write it and share it,...
It is a truth universally accepted (in my small universe) that I have a lot of words. I've come a long way from the ninth-grade Intro to Speech student who struggled to find three minutes worth of verbiage for a presentation on the assassination of John F. Kennedy. I...
I remember the first time I saw my mom as a person with hopes and longings of her own. I didn't care for it. Not one little bit. I was probably about eleven or twelve years old. I remember being at a round table at a reception-type event with Mom and some of her...
Ride along with Christi and share her God moments, conversations with strangers and friends, and the struggles and blessings of living on the road. You’ll see God at work, be strengthened by Scripture, and encouraged to join in as a travel companion with your comments and concerns. The Come Alongside Blog (CAB) is the heartbeat of Come Alongside Ministries (CAM)—where you experience the thump-thump-thump of life along the way.