by Diane W. Bailey | May 3, 2017 | Diane's Posts
He shook his head, no – this homeless guy in New Orleans. This Jesus guy, he may work for you, lady, but that is not my life. Because, that is not my God. He held out a cup for a donation not for me to pray. Doc and I were in New Orleans for a conference. Each night...
by Diane W. Bailey | Nov 11, 2013 | Uncategorized
We are putting in an orchard in the upper field. We pull together, JB and I, as one, as a team, each one doing their part. My part was to get lumber to build trellises and arbors for some of the fruit to grow. JB hooked the trailer to our White Ford...
