God Gives First
Let it be known that I realize we're knee deep into January, but I have stories stacked up from Christmas. Longtime listeners know full well I can't let go of them until I share, right? Right. And now any of you new visitors know it, too. It's not like these tales have an expiration date, y'all, but there's only so much room in my head
Just Take a Minute To Breathe
Merry Christmas! I love this season for a myriad of reasons, not the least of which is the abundance of story. Few things are more satisfying to me than the give and take of swapping stories over a good meal and the holidays offer plenty such opportunities. To be sure, the conversation I most enjoy has an ebb and flow that makes one want to
Today’s Radio Tribute, Rest in Peace Dixie Belle
https://belleofallthingssouthern.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/12/SHELLIE-DIXIE-BELL-TRIBUTE-FOR-FB-.mp3 Rest in Peace Dixie Belle Today's Radio Tribute You came to me at Christmas, a little brown ball of fur wearing a solid red collar. You were a gift from my son. I remember sleeping with you on your pallet those first few nights while you whined for your mother. It didn't take you long to decide that I would do. And just like that your nervous energy
Thinking Too Much?
It was my own heavy sigh that startled me. Until that moment I wasn't fully aware that I was literally having an imaginary back and forth conversation with this other person. I was far too busy saying what I felt needed to be said. Someone needed to tell this person how the cow eats the cabbage and I had apparently nominated myself for the job.
On the Form of Religion
Come and listen to a story that will make you wonder why I don't have a full time monitor. I was putting in the required miles on my treadmill when I got bored. That's understandable, right? I can't be the only one that's ever gotten bored on a treadmill. And yet, I'm guessing most people probably don't respond by seeing how many different directions they can
Let God Love You
I'm smart enough to know I'm being used when Weston the Wonder Boy slaps a big messy kiss on my face at the same time he's pilfering a French fry from my plate. It could have something to do with his mischievous grin, that adorable mass of blond curls atop his head, or how much he's looking like his daddy to me these days. Regardless,
Nature Reveals the Resourcefulness of God
If the well little piglet felt out of place, she was hiding it well. I grinned as I scanned the pictures of her stark pink body, snuggled down in the middle of her furrier foster siblings as if it was the most natural thing in the world for a piglet to be present in a litter of warm and fuzzy puppies, rooting heartily at Mama
Cease Striving (Or Churning) and Know That He is God
Dear countrymen, lend me your ears. That No Churn Ice Cream recipe all over the Internet is really good, slap your mama if you dared good. And easy! One blender, three ingredients. Trust me, it's way better than dragging out the electric ice cream maker, rounding up the parts, and running to the store for rock salt because you never seem to have any on
When What You Know Isn’t
Dixie Belle and I had a prayer partner join us on the back porch last week. This will sound heartless, but I fluctuated between thinking of Jesus' message, "He that is not against us, is for us," and planning the intruding worshiper's demise. Yeah, it's that whole bug issue of mine. I'm sorry. I should mention our guest was a Praying Mantis, one of those green stick-like
This is No Time to Retire
Something unprecedented happened recently at the U.S. Open Tennis Championships in New York, and it had nothing to do with the record setting history everyone expected. Isn't that life? It's predictably unpredictable. Everyone and their mama had Serena Williams not only competing in the finals, but winning it, to complete a calendar Grand Slam and become the first man or woman to accomplish that feat since