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Ken Ken the Baby Friend’s expression has a lot to do with Honey, the all-important stuffy she’s clutching by the throat. The stuffy who was temporarily lost before he was found and led everyone to breathe a collective sigh of relief. Honey won’t always be able to provide the security Kennedy will need. We know this. You do too. We all know she’ll face days that

Happy Thursday afternoon to you! Here in northeast Louisiana we're enjoying an uncharacteristic break in the stifling temps and humidity. It's much appreciated, too!  Although it occurs to me that this revelation will not help to explain my appearance in the accompanying video. Oh, well, I had something on my heart I wanted to say to y'all face to face, or at least as close

I’ve been in a deep dive with the Apostle John this summer. I’ve explored his gospel start to finish and I need to level with you: John has nothing to say about deconstructed faith. John doesn’t speak to the idea of anyone using human understanding to take their faith apart and build it back into something more comfortable because broken church people have disillusioned them. John has

I had the folks up for lunch today, also known as Papa and The Queen of Us All.  I wanted to see them before the beloved farmer and I pushed off in the morning for a little anniversary get-a-way. This sweet hunk of hard-working man has been my life-long love for 40 years come August 1st, and I still can't get enough time with him.

Is it a squash? Is it a cucumber? Is it a squashcumber! Ding,ding, ding! We have a winner!  I know. I’ve done my research. I’m aware that every expert out there says this can’t happen. It’s totally okay to plant squash beside cucumbers because they can absolutely unequivocally under no circumstances cross pollinate. Except they did here on the banks of Lake Providence.   Feel free to spend the

Hey friends! I hope life is treating you kindly. This week's newsletter is going to be brief. That dislocated finger I told y'all about last week turned out to be a bad fracture. I'm endeavoring to type with said finger buddy taped to the next one and enclosed in a hand brace. Tomorrow morning I'll find out if surgery is required. God is still good.