Author Archives: Donna Coulson
Sweet Peas
Last year we had snow on September 8th. I wasn’t happy. This year it’s the first week of October and we are still enjoying 70 and 80 degree days. I am definitely happy. One of rich blessings that has come with this extended, unexpected, and highly appreciated summer season is that my garden is still … Continue reading
The Prodigal’s Mom
The story of the Prodigal Son has been on my mind this week, but it’s not prodigal himself or his brother, or even the father that’s captured by thoughts. Nope, I’ve been thinking the bout the Prodigal’s mom. Sure, I know she doesn’t actually come up in the story Jesus tells, but I’m guessing she’s … Continue reading
Wrinkles
There’s this one picture of my dad. He’s not a handsome man. His ears are too big, his nose is bulbous. He’s got age spots. But. The set of his mouth leaves no doubt he’s just made a ‘smart aleck’ remark, and I can hear echoes of the guffaw that no doubt ensued. (No one … Continue reading
David and Goliath
In my devotions this morning I was reading the story of David and Goliath. I noticed something, something actually obvious but that I hadn’t paid attention to. Start with Goliath himself: he’s glorious – tall, broad shouldered wearing a bronze helmet and armor. He probably has millions of followers on Instagram – he’s a real … Continue reading
Fairy Garden Update
Many times I have hare-brained ideas, I follow through, and they just don’t turn out in reality the way they existed in my mind. I’m delighted to report, though, that my fairy garden hasn’t fallen into that category. Things I’ve planted there have grown and as the summer progresses, it becomes more lush and inviting. … Continue reading
No news is good news
When I was a child, adulthood was defined for me as tall people who went to work (or in the case of my mother, cleaned and cooked and worked at home), did the shopping, and watched the news and weather for half an hour every evening. Consequently, as an adult, ingrained in my mind is … Continue reading
Waterfall Road
There’s a trail up in the snowy range that I call Waterfall Road. Karl and I like to ride our four-wheelers up to the end of the way, then sit for a moment or many, enjoying the view of Medicine Bow peak off in the distance and relishing life at the top, literally. Last week … Continue reading
Peace and Quiet
For the last ten days we’ve been in the camper, most of the time sitting at the end of a powdery-dirt road in the middle of the forest. Except for rare occasions when we were on the four-wheelers at the top of the mountain and we took a minute to check emails (mostly spam) and … Continue reading
Fairy Garden
Let me start by saying that if fairies exist, they do so because our wonderfully artistic God created them. I know fairies often get a bad rep and are associated with things not Christian, but I am of the wholehearted opinion that if such creatures exist, it would be by God’s grace and imagination. That … Continue reading
Living as one of the Remnant
The Old Testament tells about the Israelites being sent into exile. They’d turned their backs on God one too many times and He turned them over to their enemies for a time to get their attention. I think there’s a case to be made that America, which was founded on Christian principles and even in … Continue reading
