So when they were filled, He said to his disciples, “Gather up the fragments that remain, so that nothing is wasted.” John 6:12 My mama never wasted anything. As an Appalachian woman and a single mother of six, she learned the value of the smallest, most insignificant items. Things most might think were useless, she’d … Continue reading Wasted, by Ginger Williams
I will sing of steadfast love and justice; to you, O Lord, I will make music. Psalm 101:1 Music has always been a part of my life. It feels like a part of the DNA of the Appalachian Mountains, threading through generations of people who took their storytelling and set it to a melody. Some heart wrenching. … Continue reading Music, by Ginger Williams
“To everything there is a season, and a time to every purpose under heaven.” Ecclesiastes 3:1 I love living in the Blue Ridge Mountains of Virginia, especially in autumn. As the air turns crisp and the days grow shorter, the trees begin to deepen with a myriad of colors, transforming the landscapes into a canopy … Continue reading Season, by Ginger Williams
Wait on the Lord. Be of good courage, and He shall strengthen your heart. Wait, I say, on the Lord. Psalm 27:14 Probably one of the hardest things for us to hear or be told to do is, “You’ll have to wait!” In a world full of instant everything—instant coffee, instant breakfast, instant pudding, microwaves, … Continue reading Wait, by Ginger Williams
“I am the true vine, and my Father is the gardener. 2 He cuts off every branch in me that bears no fruit, while every branch that does bear fruit he prunes so that it will be even more fruitful. John 15:1-2 It’s spring in my part of the world. Flowers are blooming, birds singing, trees budding, the sights of new life … Continue reading Gardener, by Ginger Williams