Author: Laurel Burton

As we come up on Father’s Day, I am remembering not only my own Daddy but also my daughter’s father-in-law, Randy Mann. For those reading this post and don’t know, he died 2 1/2 weeks before their wedding. It’s ironic. My Daddy and Randy were very similar in their senses of humor. They both loved… Continue reading Lifespan

What is your best day ever? I love the movie City Slickers. There is one scene when the guys are moseying along and talking. They asked each other what is your best day, and each in turn answers in this scene. Yesterday in worship, we had a speaker from World Broadcasting come and preach. He… Continue reading The Best Day Ever

When my Daddy was still alive, he loved my mom’s homemade banana pudding. I have the recipe and remember making it for him once when they were over for dinner. There’s only one thing about this recipe… You have to constantly stir. I’m talking for a what seems like a long, long time. Actually, it’s… Continue reading Banana Pudding

Often times we are asked by friends “What can I do to help?” I know I’ve asked it myself. What is the answer? Usually it is pray for me and that is the best thing we can do for someone and many times the only thing. But this morning I’m thinking of one more thing…… Continue reading Help!

In one of my Bibles beside 1 Thessalonians 4, I have the names written of some people who have died. The latest one is Randy Mann, my daughter’s soon to be father-in-law. He, like all of us will be, was buried in the ground in a grave. That grave is full for now. But there… Continue reading Empty!

When I was young, I played all the sports I could. Most of those sports required running. Running up and down a court, running the bases, or running just to get into shape. I do not like to run. I never have except when playing a sport. I can’t run anymore (unless I had to).… Continue reading Running

As I was growing up, I was taught to care what others think about me. It wasn’t said outright but with things like “wear your best to worship on Sundays” among other things. Even today I catch myself thinking about what others will think when I get dressed and not just on Sundays. I remember… Continue reading Puffed Up

On this cool morning as I walked outside to check my plants, I was reminded of hope. I have 3 daisy plants, two of which are so full and about to have many blooms. The other one I was concerned about because I didn’t cut it back soon enough. There are only a few leaves… Continue reading Hope

I’m not sure why, but I’ve been thinking about my Daddy more than usual these past few days. As I mowed the grass yesterday, in worship, and as I planted some flowers today, my mind wandered to him. Perhaps it’s because I’ve gone through some trials lately and watch as friends go through them too.… Continue reading Finally!

These last few days here in Tennessee have been typical Spring days with strong storms sweeping through sometimes leaving major or minor damage. I’ve mentioned before in previous blogs how much I love storms. I love to sit on the front or back porch and feel the breeze while listening to the thunder roll. It… Continue reading Safety