Hello and welcome!
Thursday, July 2, 2026
Thursday, May 28, 2026
Texas Memories - Sunset Storm of May
Beyond the sunset’s radiant glow
There is a brighter world, I know,
Where golden glories ever shine,
Beyond the thought of day’s decline.
Josephine Pollard
Thursday, May 21, 2026
Thursday, April 30, 2026
Thursday, April 23, 2026
The Thousand Word Project - Sweet Flowers Are Blooming
Sweet flowers are blooming in God’s sight,
Created by His word,
Beneath His heav’n of sunny light,
By spring’s quick pulses stirred.
Through sky blue depths the larks do sing:
Their music fills the air;
What is it makes their voices ring
With gladness everywhere?
Matilda B. Stevenson
Thursday, April 9, 2026
Thursday, April 2, 2026
Texas Memories - The Springing of the Blue
Micah 6:8 He hath shewed thee, O man, what is good; and what doth the LORD require of thee, but to do justly, and to love mercy, and to walk humbly with thy God?
Bluebonnets
Thursday, March 26, 2026
Thursday, March 19, 2026
Thursday, March 12, 2026
The Thousand Word Project - Peace Inside
Colossians 3:14-16 And above all these things put on charity, which is the bond of perfectness. And let the peace of God rule in your hearts, to the which also ye are called in one body; and be ye thankful. Let the word of Christ dwell in you richly in all wisdom; teaching and admonishing one another in psalms and hymns and spiritual songs, singing with grace in your hearts to the Lord.
Peace lily
(indoor plant)
Thursday, March 5, 2026
Thursday, February 19, 2026
The Thousand Word Project - Silver Coated
Job 38:29-30 Out of whose womb came the ice? and the hoary frost of heaven, who hath gendered it? The waters are hid as with a stone, and the face of the deep is frozen.
Thursday, February 12, 2026
Thursday, February 5, 2026
Texas Memories - Moon and Planets
Thursday, January 22, 2026
Texas Memories - January Sunset
Evensong is hushed in silence,
And the hour of rest is nigh;
Strengthen us for work tomorrow,
Jesus, Son of God most high!
Thou who in the village workshop,
Fashioning the yoke and plough,
Didst eat bread of daily labor,
Succor them that labor now.
We are weary of life-long toil,
Of sorrow, and pain, and sin;
But there is a city with streets of gold,
And all is peace within.
John Purchas
Thursday, January 15, 2026
Thursday, December 18, 2025
Thursday, December 11, 2025
Texas Memories - Glorious Winter Color
Day is dying in the west;
Heav’n is touching earth with rest;
Wait and worship while the night
Sets the evening lamps alight
Through all the sky.
Holy, holy, holy, Lord God of Hosts!
Heav’n and earth are full of Thee!
Heav’n and earth are praising Thee,
O Lord most high!
Mary A. Lathbury

























