Tag Archives: Love

What Did You Say?

11 Feb

My Take

DiVoran Lites


Bill and I kept up with a lot of changes in American English for most of our lives, but now we feel we may be slipping behind. Sometimes younger people look at us as if they have no clue what we’re talking about.

When we were in Colorado a few years ago with our grown children our daughter asked why everyone was saying Back East when referring to the whole East Coast of the U. S. I gave that some thought and remembered hearing Out West once we had moved to Florida. Bill and I have lived on both coasts so we have a mixture of ways to say things. We try to stick with the jargon of the place where we live. It would be hard to go Out West again and be understood because we’ve been Back East for 52 years.

I told my daughter that BackEast was where almost everyone came from in the olden days. Ranchers and sheepherders, gold prospectors, and movie stars migrated west and so Back East was looked upon as a sort of original home.

My mother would say a few words and then warn me not to use them because they’d betray my common background. At night when we went to sleep she said, “Goodnight, sleep tight, don’t let the bed-bugs bite.”  I thought that was a funny poem but when I said it once she told me it wasn’t really a nice thing to say. Another word she didn’t want me to use was: do’less. To me, that is a perfect word. It means you don’t feel like doing any work or patching of clothes which was thought of as rest.



Speaking of work, over the years I read a lot of British fiction and watched Masterpiece Theater offerings. I’ve been putting two and two together about my ancestors and got to thinking my ancestors were indeed just common down to earth folks. I know they were farmers and store-keepers, janitors, and embroiderers. My own closest grandmother was a hair-dresser with a bedroom that had a separate entrance. That was her beauty shop. She and Granddaddy bought a Victorian house and made it into an apartment house with the family living downstairs. Granddad was a guard at the Colorado State Penitentiary, a very dear man. When I went to visit I got to know all the boarders, one of which was an older deaf woman. She would give me sign-language lessons when I went up to see her.





I was a bit of a pill, but Grandmother really did love me. The hand on my arm, however,isn’t affection it is restraint.



During World War II, Mother, my brother and I lived in the biggest of the three apartments while dad was in the infantry in Europe. Thank the Lord he did come back and nothing was hurt except his night-dreams which would wake him up screaming.



My other grandmother was widowed by then. She and her sister worked at the Brown Hotel in Denver as chambermaids and lived on the top floor in a small room. She died when I was seven and my mother cried for a week.



This is my mother’s dad, her Aunt Vera, my mother at 4, her mother and Grandma Hunter, the matriarch of the family. I love this picture.


Our mother and father at Grandmother’s house.

Over the years watching all those British dramas I came to imagine that some of my grandmothers, were maids in the big houses. Perhaps the men were stable men and gardeners.



Notice the shovel my great-grandfather had. He must have been a funny man. Our grandfather is the fifth from the left. To me,he resembles Prince Charles.

In imagination, when I see a young woman on screen walking across the hills to become a scullery maid and to have her bed in the turrets of the house while working up to parlor maid I am glad I don’t have to do any of that. Back East or out West or over the seas, I am who I am and I enjoy my background make-believe immensely.




We enjoy talking with folks our own age because they understand our meaning. The younger people in the family are lots of fun too. They understand our hearts. Whatever people say, one of the very best things in the world is having a family. Thank you, Lord for family then and now.

Author, Poet and Artist

DiVoran has been writing for most of her life. Her first attempt at a story was when she was seven years old and her mother got a new typewriter. DiVoran got to use it and when her dad saw her writing he asked what she was writing about. DiVoran answered that she was writing the story of her life. Her dad’s only comment was, “Well, it’s going to be a very short story.” After most of a lifetime of writing and helping other writers, DiVoran finally launched her own dream which was to write a novel of her own. She now has her Florida Springs trilogy and her novel, a Christian Western Romance, Go West available on Amazon. When speaking about her road to publication, she gives thanks to the Lord for all the people who helped her grow and learn.  She says, “I could never have done it by myself, but when I got going everything fell beautifully into place, and I was glad I had started on my dream.”

5 Apr

Onisha Ellis

On the Porch


I love this verse more every year.The boldness of the statement makes me feel brave. “For I am convinced that nothing can separate me from the love of God.  No wiggle room or hedging. I am loved by God and  N O T H I N G can change that.


For I am convinced

The Love Secret

14 Feb




It is Always Too Soon to Quit

26 Jan

From the Heart

Louise Gibson


author of Window Wonders




Let your dream be bigger than your fear.
Hold on to your vision and persevere.
The fuel for your journey is a spark.
By perseverance the snail reached the ark.

Love always perseveres.
a force strong and true.
It motivates your best interests
and brings out the best in you.

Don’t despise the day of small things.
It is the small thing that forms
the framework of our day.
Keep an attitude of gratitude
as the Lord leads you to do
all things His way.

Father Jean Nicholas Grou wrote:
“Little things come daily, hourly, within
our reach, and they are no less calculated
to set forward our growth in holiness than
are the greater occasions which occur but
rarely. Moreover. fidelity in trifles. and an earnest
seeking to please God in little matters is a test of
real devotion and love.”

Let your aim be to please our dear Lord perfectly
in little things.”



My Lambs

21 Aug

Hear the Cry

16 Jun

From the Heart

Louise Gibson






Open your front door-
Just stand there and listen.
Do you hear it?
Believe me, it is there!


This time, close your door-
turn off the television.
Listen to the sounds in your own home.
Hear it? Sure you do…it’s everywhere!


To be certain, listen to your own heart.
You hear that?
It’s unmistakable-
It’s coming through loud and clear.


“I want to be loved!”
But wait, there’s more!
“and I want to love!”
There is no need so dear.


The world cries out for love that heals,
unites, and inspires.
To love and be loved
is a basic need that every soul desires.


This is no news to God.
He created us for love.
Our love for God and our neighbor
Fulfills the law of God above.


“Love is like the five loaves and two fishes.
It doesn’t start to multiply
until you give it away.”


31 Days of God’s Comfort~Day 21

10 Apr

Painting and Paraphrase by DiVoran Lites


Day 21,

Real Love

1 John 3:18-20




Humans talk a lot about love. But do you know what love is?

Get ready to practice my definition of love so you’ll know when you see the real thing.

One of the big things you need to know is that being hard on yourself blocks love for you and through you.

Self-criticism, guilt, and going over the past to see what you’ve done wrong goes against my idea of love.

If I want you to know something about yourself, I will tell you, no need to dig around and hurt yourself.

My conviction is timely and gentle. It will come as a relief, not as a tirade.

I am so much greater than your perceptions, worries, and judgements.

I know everything about you and that’s a lot more than you know about yourself.

Once you start putting your thinking under my control and stop condemning yourself, you are free and bold before me.

That’s when you experience the presence of my Holy Spirit flowing through you and setting things right.

That’s when you begin receiving whatever you ask in My name.

That’s when you can love others without judging them.

The Curve in the Road

24 Mar

From the Heart

Louise Gibson


People need people.

That was God’s ultimate plan

when He created the earth

and related Himself to man.


To love and be loved

is the theme of every love song.

Open your heart to welcome it.

True love can heal a wrong.


God didn’t design us to live alone.

That’s why Adam was given a mate.

Open your heart to receive love.

You are robbing yourself if you wait.


We can support one another in all that we do,

and offer help when there is a need.

We all aspire to find that “curve in the road”

that satisfies the need to succeed.


Painting by DiVoran Lites


31 Days of God’s Comfort~Day 13

13 Feb


Picture and paraphrase by DiVoran Lites



Day 13


1 Corinthians 13



The greatest gift is love.

Love never gives up.

I want you to learn to love yourself,

And love others, too.

Love is contented with what it has.

Love does not walk around with its nose in the air.

Love doesn’t force others.

Love gives anger to Me so that it doesn’t explode onto people.

Love keeps going and giving.


Love is Eternal

9 Dec

From the Heart

Louise Gibson





How do you describe it?
It is being comfortable with someone.
You don’t have to impress them.
Their heart you have already won.


Allow them to see your weaknesses-
they love too much to condemn.
“Oh, Lord, I am me, no other can I be.
Thank you for loving me as I am.”


“Just as I am, without one plea,
but that Thy blood was shed for me.
And that Thou bidest me come to Thee,
Oh, Lamb of God, I come! I come!


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