Just call me vintage
By JANET HART LEONARD From the Hart It’s official. I am old. Well, maybe not old old, but let’s say vintage. This week I received my first Social Security check. Full retirement…
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Mr. Purvis’ prayer
By JANET HART LEONARD From the Heart I stood there that day, that final day in my classroom at the end of my career, and I read aloud to the…
‘Tis the Christmas season
By JANET HART LEONARD From the Hart ‘Twas four weeks before Christmas and all through the house Janet was scurrying, definitely not as quiet as a mouse. She had her…
God is great, God is good
By JANET HART LEONARD From the Hart Could the prayers you hear your mother pray when you are a child echo for years to come? “God is great, God is…
Try a little patience and kindness
By JANET HART LEONARD From the Hart Patience is a virtue. Somewhere in the pandemic, society seems to have lost it. We, as a people, have been so used to…
Leaning in and listening
By JANET HART LEONARD From the Hart Let’s meet for coffee. Come sit a spell with me on my back porch. Let’s take a walk and chat. We are inviting…
The heart always remembers
By JANET HART LEONARD From the Hart I was all by myself, having a late lunch at Via Italia, my favorite Italian restaurant near Hunters Green in Tampa. The locals…
The sweetness of ordinary moments
By JANET HART LEONARD From the Hart Never get so caught up in the pursuit of tomorrow’s big event that you miss out on the sweet moments of today. It’s…
A soul that sings
By JANET HART LEONARD From the Hart “Then sings my soul, my Savior God to Thee.” We all know what follows … “How great Thou art.” There is a spiritual…
Trusting God at 4:00 a.m.
By JANET HART LEONARD From the Hart Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding. Proverbs 3:5 NIV It’s 4:00 a.m. I am…