Wednesday, July 20, 2022

93 Days of Summer


Summer is my favorite time of year—usually.  The sunny summer days, warm nights, and the sound of tree frogs and crickets in the back yard.  Several days away from home for a vacation to the beach or a favorite mountain retreat. Well, maybe next year!!!

During the first few weeks of summer, we dealt with the death of Charles’ sister, Marion, traveling to Louisiana for her funeral. We spent a few days in Florida on the way visiting with my sister, Audrey, in hospice care.

After coming home, we rested for a few days and decided to head to the north Georgia mountains to celebrate our anniversary.  We didn’t make it far before we both got sick and had to head home. Our Covid diagnosis left us coughing and sneezing and isolated for a week. When our 16-year-old air conditioner quit, we suffered with the heat and humidity for ten days until a new HVAC system was installed.

Trying to conserve our funds, we stayed home, and I cooked until our oven and stove decided to take a vacation. Now we are in the process of looking for a new gas range.

It hasn’t been a relaxing or inexpensive summer so far, and we don’t know what the next few weeks will bring. We’re very thankful we had the funds to cover our major expenses.

Last Sunday in our Life Group we taught about the prophet Elijah on Mt. Carmel and how he experienced tremendous victory against the prophets of the false god Baal. On hearing of threats on his life from Jezebel, he ran away and hid from his pursuers, and from God. But God found him and ministered to his depression and gave him a new purpose in life.

I can relate to the story because I’ve had times I wanted to run away and hide. You probably have too. As we hear of the craziness in our world and in our streets, we shake our heads and fear for our future and our succeeding generations. God wants to give us a new purpose in life to be a willing witness for him and to do our part to spread his Word.  When we press through our trials, we set an example for others to follow.

So, here’s to summer—warts and all.


“Summertime is the best of what might be.” Charles Bowden

Saturday, May 14, 2022

A Messy May


May is usually my favorite month of the year. A coating of yellow pollen is no longer on the deck or my car. My eyes itch and burn less as spring gives way to summer. Mother’s Day can be a day of relaxation and reflection.  I remember May 12 as the anniversary of my liver transplant and am so grateful to be in good health most of the time. This year we were looking forward to a tour to Kentucky to see the Ark Encounter and Creation Museum.

In early May, five days before our tour, we received word that Charles’ sister had died.  Expecting a quick funeral, we cancelled our trip. Then we learned that my sister, Audrey, had been placed on Hospice and Palliative Care. We needed to make plans to go see her.  Since the burial of Charles’ sister involved the national military cemetery, the funeral was postponed to the end of May. 

We will drive to Pensacola, stay at the Beach, and go to visit with Audrey. It will be hard to see how much she has declined in the past year.  Then we will head for Louisiana for Marion’s funeral and burial before we head home.

All the computer time involved in cancelling and changing reservations was quite involved. Somehow, we got it all done. This has turned out to be a messy May, but I am trying not to dwell on the negative. My daily prayer has one of gratitude for Audrey’s strong Christian faith. I know that she will be in the presence of Jesus for all eternity.

May that be true of each of us as our time on earth eventually comes to an end.

For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.” John 3:16

Representation of Audrey and me growing up in Northern New York

Thursday, April 21, 2022

Seasons of Life


Everyone talks about the weather. It’s spring and we are all ready for warmer temperatures. Somehow nature hasn’t gotten the message. During the past week, we enjoyed all four seasons in metro Atlanta—Winter, Spring, Summer, and Fall.

We turned on the gas logs for several nights last week to chase away winter’s chill and almost freezing temperatures. By mid-week, we experienced the 80’s with more good days on the way.  Then it’s back to early fall and a late spring chill during the next weekend. Four seasons in one week gave me whiplash.

My spring-cleaning chore for the week was to clean out my closet. Darker winter clothes needed to be sorted, packed up, and moved to a different location. Brighter, cheerful colors needed to make an entrance. Then the dreaded task of trying on things to see if they still fit. It was a lesson in humility to put the ill-fitting stuff in the donation box to make room in the closet for a couple of new items in a larger size.

I finally settled on what to wear for a speaking engagement, my granddaughter’s graduation, and my grandson’s wedding. My plan was to be several pounds smaller by now, but my daily exercise has been put aside for more pressing activities. So tomorrow it’s back to lifts and crunches to whip myself back into shape.

 During my morning trip to the grocery store, I saw flowering trees and bushes that tell me that spring has arrived. All the goodies I bought for Easter will be eaten and enjoyed by others. I will stick to my low carb, low sugar diet.

That will not take away the promise of new life Jesus gives to those who put their faith and trust in Him. The promise of Easter is “WE WIN.” Jesus was resurrected and defeated death and the devil.

As much as I enjoy looking into my clean closet and choosing an outfit for the day, I need to investigate my heart and mind and determine to live for Jesus and put on the Christian virtues that I need to wear. Joy, peace, patience, and love are necessary to really embrace the spring.


Tuesday, March 22, 2022

The Heartbreak of Ukraine


Spring arrives this week with the promise of new life as the world awakes from its winter slumber. Tulips are popping up in my flower boxes on the deck.  Blooming trees, daylight savings time, and warmer days tells me that my favorite time of year is here. I agree that Christians can feel joy and sadness at the same time.

It’s hard to enjoy the beauty all around when the news is filled with death and destruction. Once again, an evil dictator has decided to go to war to seize land that doesn’t belong to him.  It’s heartbreaking to watch millions of refugees leaving everything behind to escape to another country.  

As the rockets and missiles destroy high rise residences, hospitals, and government buildings, the civilian fatalities rise. The good news is that the Russian military forces are floundering with tanks stuck in disrepair, and the Ukrainian soldiers are putting up a good fight. Ukrainian President Zelensky is setting an example of strength and courage in the midst of all the destruction.

Christians in Ukraine gather for prayer meetings, find food and supplies for their brothers and sisters, and show all of us how to serve under persecution. Under former Soviet rule, the church met underground and will do so again until they are free.

It is so frustrating to watch the United States play catch up in aiding Ukraine. Climate change is still the most important item on the President Biden’s agenda. Fixing our energy resources is not under consideration. In the meantime, we all pay higher prices for groceries, gas, and everything else. The people who can least afford it are bearing the burden as they live paycheck to paycheck.

Watching too much TV news is depressing. I try to remember that God is at work in the world and in governments. His will and way will overcome darkness and bring about his kingdom at the right time in human history. We all need to pray that He will come quickly to set everything right.

Tuesday, February 15, 2022

Love That's Lost


When someone you love predeceases you in death Valentine’s Day is tough to get through.  Love that’s lost whether it’s a spouse, special friend, or a grandson leaves a big hole in your heart.

Our grandson, Jesse Williams, died on February 5 at age 38. He is survived by his wife, Lacy, and four children. A very strong, healthy, military man, Covid claimed him in a matter of weeks. It’s still hard to believe he’s gone.

Valentine’s is the day to celebrate couples and others that we love.  Flowers, balloons, chocolates, and cards abound.  If you don’t have a sweetheart, you can feel alone. 

When I was single for ten years after my first husband died, I looked for ways to do something for someone else as Valentine Day approached. Sending cards or taking someone to lunch helped both of us.  Anticipating and planning ahead were an important part of my life. I didn’t want to feel miserable all day on the 14th.

Lost love is not something we want to experience, but it is a part of our life, and it will happen at some point. With Jesse’s death, a part of our heart has been taken away.  He was a Christian with a faith in Jesus Christ that guarantees that we will see him again. Thank you, God, for providing that for us.

 “Tis better to have loved and lost, than never to have loved at all.”

 Alfred Lord Tennyson



Tuesday, January 18, 2022

January Gems



In ancient Roman culture, Jānus was a god of doorways, beginnings, and the rising and setting of the sun. His name comes from the Latin jānus, meaning “doorway, archway, arcade.” (Wikipedia)

January, the first month of the year, is a doorway—the beginning of a new year. I actually like the month even though it can be very cold and blustery. The holidays are over and once I get the house pulled back together and the Christmas decorations packed away, I’m ready for a fresh start.

With the year stretching before me, what will it bring?

Longer Days—The shortest day of the year is behind us, and daylight lengthens every day. Soon spring will arrive, and regeneration will begin.

Birthday—Another one is coming up in February. They come so much faster than they used to.

Taxes—We always start working on our taxes in January. We look forward to getting a refund this year.

New book—Charles and I co-authored his book, Chasing a Whirlwind.  It’s a good looking and good reading book. We are pleased with the response so far. You can find it on and

Vacation—We signed up for a bus trip through Kentucky in May to see the ARK and the creation museum among other sites.

Graduation—Our local granddaughter gets her diploma at the end of May. A good reason to celebrate.

Election Year—It can’t come soon enough. It’s time to bring back some sanity to national and local elections.  Find good candidates to support and work for their election.

Eating Right—I’m still struggling to eat a low-carb and low-calorie diet and find time to exercise. It has to become a priority.

Refining my to do list is a necessity in order to appreciate 2022. It’s easy to become bogged down in daily tasks. I pray for appreciation of each day and the time to do what is important. 

 “Faith is Taking the First Step Even When You Don't See the Whole Staircase”

Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.


Saturday, December 18, 2021

Have a Merry Christmas




Christmas 2021

To all our family and friends scattered everywhere.  Here is my Christmas card to you and yours. 

It’s hard to believe this year is almost over and 2022 is right around the corner.  Our first year of official retirement sped by with more to do than we ever imagined. 

We spent late April visiting our sisters in Louisiana and Florida. On the way we picked up a stomach bug and had to lay low for a few days in a motel until we were no longer contagious.  That was fun!!!  Both Marion in Louisiana and Audrey in Florida are doing as well as they can with their advancing age and health issues.

In June we celebrated our 25th wedding anniversary in Branson, Missouri.  We enjoyed the shows and performances but were glad to get back home and off the interstates.

We devoted the remainder of the summer and fall to completing Charles’ book.  Chasing a Whirlwind is now available on and in a hardback and softback version. We are impatiently waiting for our copies to arrive. A book launch is planned for early next year.

Covid found me in August, but I recovered quickly after receiving an infusion of Regeneron antibodies. Except for my sense of taste and smell, all is back to normal—with the exception of Diabetes Type 2. Since my diagnosis early in the year, I’ve followed a Keto low carb diet. Thanksgiving triggered a return to my old eating habits.  It’s time to get serious again to keep my blood sugar levels under control.

We pray this Christmas season finds you well and enjoying time with your family. Let’s remember the family of the first Christmas and the great gift God gave to all of us with the birth of Jesus.  Take time to celebrate his birthday by sharing his coming with those around you.

 Love from the Dixons

aka Two Late Bloomers