Author Archives: joyocala

Jim Drummond was  first a neighbor and then a friend of mine (and Paulette) in Winston-Salem, North Carolina. But what is more important, he was a wonderful Christian whose life I have tried to emulate. For many years he was … Continue reading →

 Our Savior came not to “razzle-dazzle” us. As enticing as the miracles were and still are, they were not done to impress us, to win us over. They are chronicles in the story, signposts along the journey. Life goes on … Continue reading →

Last week we received a peace lily – a lovely gift delivered to our door.  I’ve placed it in a shady spot on my lanai, and hope that by the time you read this it is still alive and healthy!   … Continue reading →

Psalm 107: 1 (from The Message) states, “Oh, thank God—He’s so good! His love never runs out.” What if as your alarm goes off, or the sun hits your eyes to awaken you, or you are jolted awake by thunder…well, what if, … Continue reading →

This writing is another post I received from a friend on Facebook and I thought I would share it.  It is written by Christopher Simon. The following is a short list of essential principles for living well. You may not … Continue reading →

I would like to share a story by Carole Roth Lilly which she published on social media.  It is a little long, but worth the read.  The main character imitates Christ’s compassion and love for a stranger.  His actions change … Continue reading →

I grew up in Chicago, about two miles west of Lake Michigan. Sometimes I would walk along the lakeshore on what we called “the rocks” (the concrete breakwater), but you could only go about a half a mile until the … Continue reading →

I read a book, not so long ago, about a group of guys – the unlikeliest group one could imagine – who worked together on a project so big that it literally changed the world.   They were pioneers in every … Continue reading →

Many of us are Christians because we were splashed in the bath. Baptized in the font. Automatic “slam-dunk” (pun intended?). Maybe you have experienced this like I have: someone asks you, “when were you saved?” Maybe you have answered like … Continue reading →

The other day I had occasion to sit in a hospital waiting room.   The walls were decorated with small colorful tiles that had been painted by children who were patients.   That in itself was enough to attract my attention.  My … Continue reading →