He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High will abide in the shadow of the Almighty.
The banker slid the document across his desk and handed me a pen. "Sign and date on this line." I took the pen and signed my first name, Barclay. Then I began with the first syllable of my last name, Mar. Quite unexpectedly, my mind veered from the signature line to imagining the banker's impatient... Continue Reading →
My mother was fond of saying, "That Betty (or Sally or Suzy) is SO attractive." That meant Betty was pretty and thin. Most of all it meant she was pretty and it left me wondering (short, tubby me with pigtails), Was I attractive? Mom had a habit of giving you a once-over and commenting on weight,... Continue Reading →
Shadows and Shelters 